The Introduction of Kent Kingdom.

 Congratulations! You've found your way into our musings that we shall share with you. I've never written on a blog before, and honestly I've avoided writing things that remind me of high school papers/essays so I don't have to be embarrassed. Steve is majoring in smarty-pants writing, however, so I think as his wife I must try to better my skills.

Steve picked the name for this blog. It reminds me of the hermit crab I had as a teenager. I don't remember his name, which is tragic, because I think that he would have wanted me to remember. He was a particularly introverted crab. I would only see him poke his head out of his shell if he was sure I wasn't looking (and by sure, I mean really sure). If he thought he was being watched, or perhaps stalked, he wouldn't come out again for what seemed hours. I would lay on my bed, pretending to be asleep, eyes closed with measured breathing, to lull him into the falsest sense of security. Only then could I behold his majesty. Unfortunately, his majesty didn't last for long. He died pretty quickly after I started playing mind games with him. I didn't know he was dead for a long time, a testament to his extreme shyness. I miss him, he was a good companion for someone like me.

We decided we are an introverted, people-disliking couple. That's not to say we are mean or actually hate anyone. We just happen to prefer each other to anyone else and we don't come across as "the couple to approach cause they seem so nice." That's just not our style. We likely come off rather abrasively, like a medium-grade sand paper, not the rough grit that grinds away obvious faults nor the fine tuning paper that brings out the smooth texture right before finish. Somewhere in between those extremes. We are friends with a more approachable couple and it works well for us. They bring the innocence to our rough personalities, making others more likely to approach us just by association. I'm grateful for opposites in this world, otherwise we'd all have to try too hard to be every personality type and end up not liking anyone.

P.S. I love the Crocodile Hunter. I am in no way trying to shame him, this is to honor him. His name is Steve and I married a Steve. I'm all about people named Steve.