Monday, June 22, 2009

And so it begins

I'm a bit of a late bloomer, having contemplated blogging for some time now, but having done absolutely NOTHING about it (except to read a handful of truly wonderful and inspiring blogs and become filled with inspiration and lofty aspirations!!! ) There was always something that got in the way - and this "something" coupled with performance anxiety has rendered my normally chatty self silent.
But silence no more!

It feels like the planets have (finally) aligned. My wonderful partner (AKA Mister Man) has been consumed with work and other stuff and I've been feeling that creative itch which is needing a good, long scratch. So bear with me, gentle reader, as together we watch me scrape my nails repeatedly over the creative rash that has consumed me. (A metaphor that’s lacking for sure… but it truly says it all.)

Here’s my lofty plan in a nutshell:
I’m gonna blog about life, baking, planning the wedding to Mister Man, photography, film, and other important stuff.

Here are the characters in my blogworld:

Mister Man – partner in crime. Patient. Funny. Sometimes has a tendency to roll his eyes a bit too much. Will be really annoyed when he reads this and finds a photo of himself in this post.

The Mums – self explanatory. Mother of moi. Patient. Funny. Sometimes has a tendency to roll her eyes a bit too much.

…. [wait a minute – I see a bit of a pattern emerging!!]

Assorted Friends – kind o’ like a giant bag of liquorice allsorts. Some are those yummy round things rolled in candy beads and some are like multi-flavoured sammiches! They frequently say the right things. “This cake is delicious.” “I think you’ve lost weight!” “I don’t think you’re aging poorly at ALL!” “You’re so funny!” This is why I love them.

The Running Posse – my running posse. A group of eclectic women with whom I sweat every Sunday morning. Together we have run half marathons (albeit REALLLLLY slowly), celebrated birthdays, and eaten a heck of a lot of cake.

Paully – my brother. My one and only. He is also patient. And funny. And he’s a scientist! (which means he’s pretty smart)

Michele – my sister in law. Also a scientist!! (very smart and an excellent woodworker).

And that’s it for now.

Phew. That wasn’t so hard.


  1. Sweeeeeeet! Did our email correspondence push you over the edge and into blogland? I'm so exited that you're going to share your smart, funny self with the world.

  2. Thanks for the kind words and the vote of confidence, Donimo! You are one of the dozens of people in my life who act as a source of inspiration!