The Blog, The Book Wednesday, Nov 4 2009 

Since my first post, I’ve been thinking about what direction this blog could head.  Since I am not an experienced blog designer, I’ve read some background info on design and such and realized I could set up difference categories and tags.  This has given me an idea for one use for this blog in addition to just my daily musing, opinions (of which I have many) and rantings.  I’ve been married a long time and since he doesn’t want to listen to me carry on ( I think I can actually hear the click when he tunes me out), I figured I’d just blog it on out. 

 Then it came to me, in addition to that—I’ll put my little book out here.   Am I brave enough to do that?

 About a year ago I wrote a short book.  It details, from my point of view, my family’s trip through Alzheimers with my husband’s mother.  I wrote most of it before she passed away, but finished it up after she passed away October of 2008.   

So, I’ve created a category labeled Alzheimers Story.  As I proof each chapter, and change the names to protect the innocent and guilty, I’ll begin to post.  Everyone has a story.  This book is part of ours.

A New Day, A New Thing Monday, Nov 2 2009 

So, how many people have started a blog with, I’ve never done this before, or this is all new to me?  Okay, no need to answer that.  I am not the first, nor will I be the last.  I am not the oldest either, although I found as I’ve tried to format this without any prior experience that my age might be playing a factor.  Maybe I should have taken a class.  I’ve posted on blogs before,  so to my way of thinking, how hard can writing one be?    Not that hard.  I’ve read some.

I have no plans for this one.  Some plans may develop as I go along, and when they do, I’ll let you know.  In the meantime, since no one but me is even listening, it really is all about me.  During my life, I have at various times, kept a journal about happenings, musings, thoughts and such.  Although it has been some years since I’ve done that, I find I miss it.  I used to think it was the feel of the pencil or ink touching the paper I liked, or the actual book I used.  I’d spend hours looking for just the right book to start a new journal.  But I did not stick with it after the special book and lovely pen were in place.  So, you might ask, will she stick with this?  Only time will tell.

I’m married, have two grown sons, one grandson.  Both my parents are still alive and kicking and live close enough to me for it to be inconvenient when something is needed.  I’m not complaining (I know it sounded like I was) as my husband would kill to have his parents around, no matter how far away they lived.  I’m a sister, aunt, cousin, sister-in-law, etc.  I have an opinion on almost everything, and if I don”t when the conversation starts, I will by the time it ends.  Some topics I can argue both sides of and if need be, win the debate regardless of the side argued.  It’s tough for me to ‘just let it go’.   I can be kinda pushy. But with that said, I love to have fun.  It is essential to survival.  It doesn’t have to be crazy over the top, in danger of being arrested fun.  But it needs to include smiling and  laughing. 

So, that’s it.  That’s my start.  Short.  Simple.  Hardly like me at all.

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