Blog love

As recently as last August you wouldn't have caught me sitting at the computer reading, let alone writing, a blog. I don't live in a cave, I've heard of blogs!! But the word just sounded ridiculous so I figured that the blogs themselves must be ridiculous, too. I was wrong. One day I googled a friend of mine and saw her blog for the first time. I spent hours reading old posts written by a friend I don't get to spend nearly enough time with or see often enough. I could hear her laughter and see her smile in my mind as she told of her experiences. From her blog I found others. I tried to build my own and gave up really fast, if something doesn't come easily to me I tend to put it off. Then my best friend, Rachel, told me she was confused at first, too, talked me into trying again, and I've been blogging ever since. (She always talks me into stuff. Remember waverunning in the ocean, riding the hideous Farenheit roller coaster at Hersheypark, signing up for Facebook, the list goes on...)

So now how much do I love blogging and why? First, we are supposed to keep a journal. This is my journal. I won't be posting very personal things but let's be honest...I wasn't journaling about deeply personal things anyway. No way am I going to die and look in on my progeny only to find them reading my most intimate of thoughts~or worse yet, sharing them with strangers. Especially since once I'm dead I can't do anything about it! I have a journal I've been writing in since we moved to Arizona, which was 8 1/2 years ago. It's not a huge book but in all these years I've only written in half the pages, so I'm doing much better being able to blog. I can also type much faster than I can write and can backspace if I mess up. Second, I can insert photos. What journal would have so many colorful pictures? Third, I get to change my background. People have asked me where I get my backgrounds. I make them with elements I get for free on digital scrapbooking sites. Trust me, it's an incredible waste of time and I enjoy it. Fourth and foremost, I get to read your blogs. I get to hear about the little things you'd never think to share if we ran into each other but that really make up your life. I get to see pictures of your weddings, birthday parties, children, grandchildren, vacations, etc. I get to do it at my own pace when I'm available. I can respond if I want or just quietly exit your blogs without leaving a trace. But I'll never forget the things you've shared there. I think about what I've read throughout the day. I try your recipes, use your tips, tell your jokes (yeah, I take credit for them since it was my delivery) and share your funny stories. I remember your tough times in my prayers. I've been known to download your photos and add them to my "pictures" file on my desktop, which then become part of my screen saver slideshow~so be careful what you post, people.

So there you have it, why I love blogging. What's not to love?