First things first

I suppose an explanation of the title is a necessary first step.  I have a four-year-old daughter who has a bit of an infatuation with all things stereotypically girly:  dolls, pink, glitter, dancing...just to name a few that come to mind most readily.  The other night she asked me why I had to go to "so many meetings", wondering if the previous night's missed tuck-in at bedtime was due to yet another mystery meeting.  My response: "Because I'm the principal, honey."  I realized at that moment that I hadn't really used the word "principal" to describe myself before because with a look of enamoration not often seen on the face of my four-year-old diva, she replied, "You're the 'princess'pal?!"  Yes, indeed, my dear.  I am the princesspal. 

Her question is ironic because I like to think of myself as unprincesslike.  Yes, I have a mild addiction to jewelry and my closet has no shortage of impractical shoes.  But, the jewelry I mostly wear to receive compliments from fourth grade girls to boost my self-esteem and the high heels are to add an extra flair of height-induced intimidation in misbehaving kindergarteners.  No, I'm joking.  It's all related to a shopping addiction should truth be told.  Regardless, I am the princesspal.  My daughter said so, so it is.  And this is my blog.  We'll see what comes of it.