This week's numbers:
Dead Rodents: 3
People commenting on my height: 2
Inspired by one tall momma I am thinking of doing a "why i started a blog" post, but after having a glass of wine or two, i may have to wait for another time. I will say that i wanted to have a way to talk about things in my life that i have no one with whom to share. The friends i have are great, but, for example, sometimes i need to complain about my husband, and i feel i can't do that with a friend who then is going to turn around and socialize with the two of us. It's not fair to the friend, or to my husband.
I started this whole business anonomously for a reason. I wanted to be able to be completely honest. At least, i wanted to be able to try. No one whom i know in real life knows about my blog, not even my husband (although i think he's getting suspicious).
Inspired by kirala I need to think more about the stories i tell about my daughter. How much right do i have to tell her stuff? Even if anonymously? I know that anonymous doesn't always stay that way.
I retired from my job almost two years ago. I started reading a few blogs soon after. Fussy was my first, and still a favorite. After reading several blogs for over a year (not one to rush into things am i) i decided to start commenting. And recently decided that i was ready to start my own. I continue to learn things as i go. Some of the etiquette escapes me, and it's easy to be misunderstood in written communication. My extensive use of sarcasm doesn't always translate well to print. I never say anything that i think is mean or critical in a comment. If i don't like a blog, i don't read it.
But i love it when new people comment, and i head off to read their stories. What an amazing world of interesting, intelligent, complicated people. I really like the sense of community that i feel i am building with people all over the planet. How cool is that?