Blogs

As if the already loquacious masses needed another forum in which to air their every thought - along comes the blog. For some reason, I think its a great invention. Its like reading the editorials, but all the time and on any subject. On all subjects. I guess I haven't really updated this one continuously because I sort of feel that by posting at all, I'm making some sort of assumption that someone other than me - perhaps even strangers - wants to hear me ramble on about god knows what. When its my kids, I guess I can understand the fascination although I do think I'm probably still more interested in the subject than any possible reader could be. But now, when I am about to start posting for no real reason, on a more regular basis (provided I remember and can shake the screaming babies off my leg for long enough), I am admitting to myself and to you, that I think I am even a little interesting. Although I guess it could also be because when cooped up with a 2 year old and a 2 month old all day long, I want to at least pretend to speak with adults some of the time.

In any case, here we are again. Renamed (again), and remodeled at least a bit - free blogs will only let you do so much - I am going to come back into the world of the "blogger" (could they have come up with a better word?). I am thinking that since, as I insinuated, this is really for my benefit as much as anyone else's, I will write about whatever I damn well please. Usually probably Lucy and Jack, because honestly when you devote so much of your time to people, even people so small, you want to talk about them a little bit. But I might also bore you with stories of my knitting. Oh that's right. If you're among the 1.5 readers of this blog who possibly don't know that I knit with every iota of my free time, then welcome. Enjoy reading. I'm sure we've never met. Or maybe I will talk about cooking - I do that now, did you know? Or my house. I have one of those too.

To sum up, this will be super fun for you, dear reader, I promise. In the mean time - my free time for the moment has ended since I hear the soft, gentle whining of the two year old waking up from her too-short-nap, so I must get myself hence. Some recent pictures for your enjoyment. More to come soon.