I haven't the slightest idea what I want to do with the Blogspot, but it seems to be a painless thing to do to keep myself from appearing too obsolete and technologically irrelevant in this cyborg, earphone-wearing society. This raises the question of why exactly it is called a blue tooth when it's worn in your ear and looks much more like a science fiction, mind-controlling implant ala Star Trek than anything to do with dental hygiene, but I digress.
I've never been a consistent journal-keeper, but then I never had fonts and colors and art available with so little effort. Now that I have the ease of point and click, will I fare better? That is the point of my little exercise to see if anything can overcome the ingrained sloth I have so carefully nourished these 30 (cough, cough) plus years. Math was never my favorite subject, and now is no time to get bogged down in statistics. Without further ado I shall attempt to blog beyond a white page with this lone and pointless paragraph. May this bit of cyber space be less of an exercise of frustration than My Pathetic Space was.
I'm 40 minutes from the beach & 3 hours from Disney World, and I love them both. I enjoy crafting when I find the time. We're a busy household of 5 with a teen and 2 young adults, one of whom is disabled. The pic of me is about supporting my friend through breast cancer. I don't really ride, but I loved playing dress up and bought the jacket.