It seems as if everyone I know has a blog. And, I love them. I love to read them. I love to know what's going on in my friends' lives. I love to have things to peruse on my phone as I sit in the preschool parking lot waiting to pick up my daughter. I've even ventured into the world of reading the occasional blog of people I don't know. With all that said, somehow I never had the desire to have my own blog. Until now. I'm not sure what changed in me; it was probably a multitude of things. I saw a friend's blog about how she created a book of her blog posts about her son. I love that she will have that to look back on. Or, I saw a friend's blog about how she is just getting married and all excited about starting her new life. It made me remember what I was like way back then. Or, it could be that I finally figured out Google Reader (which my cousin showed me all about 1 year ago) and now find it so easy to find all my blogs. Anyway, whatever the reason, I decided that I was going to try it out.
I'm not sure what this blog is going to turn into. It could just be musings on my life. It could turn into an endless supply of pictures of my adorable children (my own personal bias showing there). It could turn into a journal that I can look back on and remember. Or, maybe it could turn into too much work and I quit. (Let's hope not for the last). I was a journalism major in college, and have always loved writing. My husband does not understand it, but I truly LOVED the writing part of research papers, articles, and whatever else I had to do. Nowadays, the only writing I do is once a year for our annual Christmas letter. And, it's a little ridiculous how excited I get about doing that. Again, my husband laughs at me for my giddiness. So, this can perhaps be my creative outlet. A way to use that dusty, cob-webby part of my brain. Considering my brain is used mostly for singing along with the Dora theme song or figuring out creative ways to say "no" without using the word "no," this will probably be a welcome change.