....okay, this is the first installation of my blog. I'm writing this because I think I have a lot to say and not enough people to talk to, so I am going to make up an entire universe of rapt listeners, dying to hear the whatever is going through my head.
This will be a small chapter because my three year old daughter is begging to play dolls with me. I am putting her off to write this. I have a glass of cold Chardonnay next to me and you can imagine how much I feel like playing dolls.
Not much.
But, the guilt is eating me up inside. Not to mention the sheer lack of physical safety I am enjoying since she is liable to pitch a doll at my head at any moment.
So, I will let you go for now. But I will update often. I would like to say every day, but we both know that isn't going to happen, but, since you never know, you should check anyway.
Oh, and please don't criticize my typos. I just don't really care. You know who you are.
