Ok, this is it. I've joined the blogging world. Feels like it should be marked with the pop of cork, or a group of angels standing behind me singing a sustained heavenly note. Then again, perhaps I'm placing too much importance on this event.
So, my dad told me a few years ago (after I gave him a book of stories I had written for him) that I should do more writing. This is my attempt. A little more writing... a little more knitting... a little more of my own brand of weirdness (which is actually seeming pretty normal now that I've read some other blogs)... a little more of me out there in the world. Aren't you just the luckiest?
Perhaps this isn't the best night to be starting a blog. I'm battling the old allergies (madly rubbing at my nose and face between sentences) and I really should be in bed (wretched day job). This'll have to be it for tonight. Not very exciting, eh?