Blog-Land here I come...

So, I have a few minutes of sleeping-babies-peace-n-quiet, and where do I find myself? Here, in the land of noone-will-probably-ever-read-this-but-it's-ok... I might find myself here more often. I think this will become my get-away place, my peaceful place. It's almost like walking into a highschool gym with the lights off. You open the door..black air greets you with open arms. You step in and the door clicks solidly shut behind you. A wee bit of light wafts in from the skylight above, just enough to illuminate the top of the basketball hoops. You walk out to center court, your footsteps echoing loudly throughout the empty space, and it's such a cool feeling, alone, yet it's not a "bad" alone, ya know? It's a "the world is mine to do with it what I please and noone's here to stop me", powerful yet solemn, puts twinges of excitement into your blood, alone.....And, yeah, I said ALONE...stop reminiscing about makin' out under the bleachers... :-)

This whole blog thing is new territory to me. I've done the "my very own website" thing, and promptly got busy with children (come to find out, they require supervision..) and the dirty four lettered word that describes 40+ hours of my week... needless to say, the website got forgotten, and vanished into "Website Heaven" somewhere. So, now I'm here. I've decided that I'm going to pretend noone's ever going to see what I write in this new place. The thought of no on-lookers will create a platform from which I can honestly & unabashedly dive into my thoughts, feelings, whatever. Besides, I feel important now. "Look at me, I've got a blog." (Can you hear the "ooohhs and aahhhhs"?) All the cool kids are doing it, mom. Please can I, oh please, oh please????

Seriously, I told my husband last night, "I started a blog today."
He's like "What's a blog?"
And I promptly replied "It's a thing..ya know..where people can..." (uncomfortable hesitation inserted here) "Write stuff..keep up with family they never see, I guess...vent..I dunno, It's a place."
I realized that I didn't have the right words to describe what I "thought" a blog was. And I guess, there really aren't any "right words", are there? I mean, from what I can tell, a blog is anything and everything you feel like writing about, your vacation to Italy, your dog's eating habits, the aliens you KNOW YOU SAW in your backyard last night, or your sudden intense hate for lettuce..any of these subjects would be totally deserving of their own space in Blog-Land. So that's what I'm going to do...I don't have vacations to Italy to write about, but I do have trips to Diaper Mountain, Laundry Ridge & the grocery store with 4 kids (not a pretty sight btw)...I'm going to write about those and all the other weird, routine, strange or mundane things that pop into my head during the course of every day life. This shoud be interesting, no?