My Life or Dont Let This Happen To You

Well, here it goes. I have been thinking of what I would say in the event that I ever actually started a blog and I have had a quite interesting dialoque going on in my head all day of the content of this soon to be esteemed piece of literature. Now I got nothing. So I am just going to jump in.

I am female, 52, have two grown children (which by the way are the only kind to have), three dogs, 5 cats, a colony of 4 feral cats, a roommate I can't seem to get rid of, a convertable and a condo.. I write, paint, recently taken up photography both traditional and digitally enhanced. I used to work in the corporate world cause I like to eat more days than not and generally just live.

(Why do I feel that this should be followed by "I am loyal, thrifty, brave, reverent, (can't spell) like long walks on the beach, love sunsets, flowers, butterflies, and my greatest wish is for world peace".)

Wow, this blog thing may be harder than I thought.. Anyway, the bottom line is this: Things happen to me.
Not thrilling, exciting, lifechanging, amazing things. Little bizarre, annoying, not quite catestrophic things that don't really happen to everyone else. At least all of them to one person. This blog should accomplish one of two things. Either you will be entertained (who doesn't like the misery of others) or the strange and inconvienient (spelling again) willl stop which would be fine with me. Either way, somebody wins.

Of course there is the option that stuff (one of my favorite words btw) will keep happening to me, no one will care and I'll just be writing this to embarrass my kids.

OK, that works too.