The Reluctant Blogger

I want to blog, I really do. I often compose these spectacular posts entirely in my head, but somehow they never make their way to paper, or screen rather. So then I try and come up with something that will inspire me to actually blog. Maybe I'll take a picture a day of the Buffason Babies and post it, or perhaps a recipe a day - well now that's completely unrealistic, how about a recipe a week. Or maybe I'll try a new project a week, or a new book a month, but nothing really seems to pan out, or maybe I just haven't found an inspiration yet. Or maybe,I ponder, blogging is just a bunch of people who really believe that someone else needs to hear their thoughts, which instantly irritates me. But then I think, I like other people's thoughts. Meg Schadal's blog makes me laugh continuously, and I love the dresses from Marisa Lynch, but I'm not sure I can live up to any of these standards. Or maybe that's not the point, I don't have to live up to standards, I just have to blog because sometimes you need to tell someone what you're thinking, even if no one is listening, or reading as the case may be. So here we are on my umpteenth attempt to blog, a post a day, about something. Something big, something small, something that inspires, me or perhaps something that leaves me one oil change short of a break down. Happy Reading.