I kind of figured this would happen...

Writer's block. or something like that.

I have a journal.. a personal blog that I started when the shit hit the fan a little over a year ago. I wanted a blog that was just for me. I offered my husband the link, but he never read it. He felt it was my own place and wanted me to keep it that way. When I was writing for no one but myself, the words would flow easily. I could write easily about whatever was in my head. I was writing just for me, but sometimes wanted to share bits and pieces of it.

Now, I've started this blog and already I've nothing to say. Much of what's in my head revolves around my family. My children don't "get" my online friendships and would feel betrayed if I were to write about them here. But it's not just that. For some reason, just knowing somebody might be reading, I'm speechless. (not that ANYbody is probably reading...I sent invites to several friends who haven't popped by. ho hum)

Last week Don told me he read my blog. He told me it was everything he loves about me. He told me that it made him laugh and brought tears. He said I was brilliant and funny. (Imagine that!) I haven't written a word since.

I amVERY excited, though. I have a new camera. :-) Pictures to follow....

okay, maybe one now.