From Inmates to Playdates

Some time ago, I retrieved my lap-top and typed in myspace.com. I wanted to see what all the hype was about. I quickly became addictedinterested and put a page together. And, as if that wasn’t enough, I typed in facebook.com and did the same over at their place. You wouldn’t believe the people I have reconnected with. The fellers that put those sites together deserve something.

A medal. An award. A trophy. I don’t know what, but seriously they have reunited people all over the globe.

After some snooping around (because that’s what I do on those sites!) I found a blog.

And because I don’t like to be left out, I decided to write one.

And then another. And another.

And somewhere in the midst of my writing, my mother-in-law (Hey Jean! you made my blog) learned of my ramblings and quickly became a loyal blog fan. I continued to write and continued to forward them to her. Then my lovely mother-in-law forwarded each post to her brother, her pastor’s wife and a few of her friends. Soon after, our local newspaper chose a couple of posts for publication.

And the crowd went wild.

Okay, so not really wild.

But, you get my drift.

 I have to admit that I was a bit nervous about letting people that I know in real life, know about this blog thing. It wasn’t because I was afraid to broadcast my business I pretty much do that anyway, but mostly, because once you put your thoughts into print, there’s proof that you said it, thought it or did it.

I had approximately two or three readers at first. The short list was McDaddy, my mother-in-law and my friend Becky who has full appreciation for my OCD and my twisted sense of humor.
 
As much as I enjoy writing, I also enjoy helping people. I say it all the time – this blog is about so much more than entertainment. In a sense, I consider my blog a service. My blog is where I dump all of the nonsense that is rolling around in my head and believe me there are days that I could go on for days.. In other words, the things I write on my blog is the same stuffI talk to “the girls” about. If you were ever sitting here in central command (the big, blue bloggy chair that happens to be my favorite blogging spot) during girl’s night you would hear some of these same topics.

 In a much longer and louder format, of course.
 
I type fast.
 
But, I talk even faster.
 
And so, if you were here, and I was going off on one of my tangents, it might be a challenge for you to keep up with me. Lucky for you, I keep it short and sweet here at the blog. (ahem!) I guess that’s why you hear a lot about the things that are really important to me – my marriage, my  kids, my opinions, my unhealthy relationship with the TV and my quirks.

Oh yes. Me and the Quirks? We got along fabulously!
 
When I started blogging, it was simply a stress reliever. It helped me keep a running record of my boys’ dids and shoulda not dids. And, I was doing something I really enjoy. 
 
Writing.
 
Six months into this bloggy thing, I feel like I have a duty. A duty to the eight of you who have become my loyal blog fans. I enjoy entertaining you and I appreciate the fact that you keep coming back day after day. I am always amazed to look at the little green box in the side bar that keeps track of the visitors that pop by my little piece of property in the blogosphere.
 
Unfortunately though, unless you leave me a comment, I have no idea who you are.
 
*Holding hands up to my mouth to make a grand announcement*

Bloggy readers, come out, come out, wherever you are.
 
Let’s try something new today, shall we? I’d love to hear from each and every one of you.

Stop by my comments and tell me about one of your quirks (if you have any). 

To all of you faithful commenters here at Inmates, thanks so much, I appreciate you leaving me some love from time too time. To all of you lurkers, take a second and give me a shout.

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