my first one

I’ve been dying to be a blogger for a while now. I just wanted to make a real start of it. You know how dieters say, “I’ll start on Monday.”? Well, that’s me. I wanted to start when we moved from Birmingham to Atlanta. Then we had to stay with family for a few weeks. So, I said, “I’ll start when we get in our house.” Then we didn’t have internet. “I’ll start when we get internet.” I’m bootlegging a very fickle wireless connection right now so I’ve been putting off my first post thinking, “I’ll start when our internet is up and running.” Now, I can’t stand it, I have to start.

So, I’ve been snooping around other blogs to see what I should write about. I love the sahm blogs—proving that stay-at-home-mamas really do have a brain. I like the crafty sites…although I could never ever, even with instructions do the stuff they do. I like the look-at-this-weird-thing-i-found-online blogs. But I don’t want to be a copy cat.

There seems to be a blog “style”. It’s like it’s a quickly thrown together little journal entry that’s witty, transparent, thought-provoking while being a little sarcastic. So I wonder if the good bloggers spend an hour crafting a 3 paragraph entry or do they really just sit down, type and publish?

All this leads me nowhere. I’ve got the baby brag blog for my family because my daughter is the cutest thing ever. But I’ve got to get in on this blog ‘thing’. Have you ever seen someone on TV or at a concert and thought, “We would totally be friends.” And it’s kinda sad because you know you’re missing out on a great relationship? That’s how I feel about blogging! I know I would be so into it. I know I could become addicted. So, what am I doing? What is this? A blog about a blog. Sheesh.

Well, this is not what I expected for my first blog entry. I thought I could be as entertaining as other blogs. That remains to be seen…