It seems rather odd to me that someone who has been writing stories, poems, and diaries since she was in elementary school should find this whole blog idea daunting, but I confess, I do. I have several friends who have their own blogs, and it is a great way to keep up, especially with those living around the world and never IM anymore. :-) Still, this isn't reading someone else's work. This is writing my own, and it is a bit awkward.
In truth, I'm not really sure what to write. I like my friend Iona's blog. She tells about her day and things that are rolling around in her cranium. It's honest, arguably mundane, and quite often profound. She's a wise lady with a heart for God, and I love gleaning from her. My friend Carmel isn't as consistent with her blog, and it is primarily for her close friends, which is nice because it keeps us all in the Carmel-life-loop. I have other friends who rarely publish on theirs, and it is only open to certain people anyway. And I've been wondering about this. First, do I really have time to do a blog? Second, what would a "JerriB blog" look like? I don't have the answer for either question. But somehow this feels like a good thing, and the babe I'm married to says he thinks it is good, so I'm going to give it a try.
So far, I am not feeling very...profound, but who knows? Maybe it'll get better with practice.
As for now, though, I need to hang out with our puppies. Maybe tugging on a chew toy will give me some great insight into life. If not, it'll at least give me a smile. :-)
