Um…er…Here I am…

It was inevitable, I suppose. I’m on Scribd and Stumble and MouseMuse and…I’ve been encouraging other people to write blogs. I’ve been commenting on their blogs. I’ve been tweeting their blogs. I’ve been Facebooking their blogs (is there such a thing?)  They’ve been clamoring for my blog.
Perhaps clamoring is a bit of an exaggeration.
But here it is, anyway. I write. Not as much as I ought – given the fantastic amount of stuff I have to share with the world. I write about my bipolar sons, my husband’s ongoing and hilarious battle with computers, my childhood in England, and why I don’t really want another dog, just yet. I suppose I ought to have a theme. If there is one, it’s probably ‘Unfinished’, or maybe ‘First Draft’. That sort of sums up my life.
Which is a nuisance, because I hear that life can’t be edited after it’s happened. Oh, well. Back to the keyboard.

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  • Geraldine Aldridge
    September 18, 2011 - 4:54 am · Reply

    It can, however, be defragmented, I’ve recently discovered. I’m in the middle of a family crisis of major proportions, and have been amazed at the bubbles of memory that such a stirring up of one’s equilibrium can produce. I am observing the defragmentation of my entire belief system from this painful spot. The human brain never ceases to astound me…..

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