It seems so romantic getting my thoughts “down” and out there on the inter-webs. Like somehow publishing them means that millions of people will read these mutterings and appreciate them, nodding their heads in agreement with what I say, while they read. I sincerely doubt any of this is going anywhere significant. If 7 years of blogging has taught me anything, it’s that there are a bazillion “me”s out there, and about three “you”s. And I’m ashamed to admit that I don’t know how to pluralize a quoted me or you without looking it up. And I don’t plan on looking it up. You’re welcome.
This is my “official” inaugural post to perform the following functions:
- Provide a space for me to test my current vernacular. Do I still know all the words? And how to craft them together into coherent sentences that someone besides myself or my sweet husband will read?
- To hold me accountable to actually contributing to the heaps of opinions and egotistical bloggers out there.
- To exercise my fingers into non-parent email related writing. Life as a teacher can be a real drag to someone who only truly wants to write. (though I lack a good story, more on that in a later post).
- To open up a platform into which I can pour my frustrations and ramblings without overtaxing any of my friendships or relationships with others who care little about said ramblings in real life. You guys (are there really more than one of you?) are special. I get the feeling that you’ll be far more appreciative and patient with me. Considering you get to hit “close” whenever you want, and I won’t take offense, or even know you didn’t finish my painstakingly-edited thoughts.
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