Here I go

I found multiple reasons not to start a blog. I logged into the main page more times than I'd like to admit only to veer away from it. It was like I needed convincing I was interesting enough to write a blog. What was I trying to prove? And who was I trying to prove it to?

I've always enjoyed the serenity that writing allows me, and this was the perfect outlet. Right? So I consulted with my team of analysts (well really I just text my 20 year old sister Michele and said: "I think I'm going to start a blog. I love writing and even if nobody reads it I want to. " That was at 9:05pm-Jan 19th .

At approximately 9:21 pm, the response from mission control came in: Go for it.

Sigh. I expressed highly legitimate reasons for not going for it-I didn't want to be embarrassed. Whether it is about a stupid fight with the boyfriend. Or a day where my pants didn't fit right, or I wanted to cry at the gym. Where I really wanted Sonic but had chicken instead. Or I did something stupid that I totally laughed at. Or I remembered midday that I put baby carrots in the oven mitt/misc. drawer after packing Shane's lunch, not the fridge. I'd be baring my soul, my thoughts, and actions to complete strangers somedays, and even those I love!

This is the part where the light bulb came on--duh. That is exactly why I wanted to.

There are days that go by where I have thoughts--things--I want to write, and I forget. Or I don't get to vent or laugh with anyone because the day was long and busy. And then over. I don't get to see daily the people who matter the most in my life. (On the same hand that's not always a bad thing.) But I do want to be able to connect to them, to people who just happen to come across my blog...whether it is to vent, give someone a smile, or let people know me just a little better. That is why I am here: So maybe even I can really get to know the girl who loves wearing the pretty shoes, but knows I'm really at my best with my hair in a messy ponytail...