This is my first blog, and it’s been a long time coming. I’m one of those people who would rather think about writing (while sitting on my behind in the recliner and toying with clever phrases in my head) than actually do the work of typing out what I’m thinking. I like to be entertained and, unfortunately, find it a lot more entertaining to read other people’s words than to have to sit in an upright position long enough to write my own.
On the other hand, I’m skidding toward Social Security. I’ve lived long enough to have acquired a few stories and made a few observations that I’d like to pass along. Actually, I’ve already passed most of them along–-probably a few times too many–-to those in my immediate circle.
When my mother reached a certain age and I would visit her for a weekend, the stories she told me on Saturday morning seemed to rotate around again by Sunday afternoon. I used to threaten to make her a checklist, with titles for each story, so she could check off each one as she told it. Then all she would have had to do was sneak a peek at the list each time she felt a story coming on. Now I need a checklist for myself; therein lies the appeal of new "listeners."
I hope I’ll stick to blogging longer than my feeble attempts at journaling lasted. All of my journal entries seem to be dated in the first few days of January–-of different years.
So, not to press my luck, I’ll end this first blog and enjoy the remainder of the evening with a feeling of satisfaction that I finally stuck my big toe in this internet pond...and with an even greater sense of satisfaction that Master "P" FINALLY got voted off of "Dancing with the Stars" tonight.