It just goes to show you how unfamiliar with the world of blogging. Of course, there are scores and scads of blogs that start just like this one- "I have NO clue what I'm doing here...". Heck, I'm even pretty sure someone else could be Wundermom (or at the very least, I'm clear I'm not the one and only Wundermom on the planet). They probably even have the same damn title.
So, what? What's there to say that has not already been said? There really is no way to tell unless I give this a shot.
My experience with blogging has been in the form of Xanga posts back in, say, 2002. I haven't done it since because I was afraid I would get sucked in. Turns out this is a legitimate fear. As we speak/I write, I really need to get self and kid out the door for shopping before our dinner guest arrives and wonders why we're spending the evening staring wistfully at empty plates. (The non-dinner guest?) This certainly would never produce good blogging fodder.
So, a vignette to start us off and I'll be on my way- 7 month old in a generously-donated swing, twisting herself in her buckles, while a tired, neurotic Australian Shepherd dozes at the feet of the swing, merely waiting for me to get up out of this chair to see if he missed something, anything that otherwise needs to be attended to for our little Mademoiselle.
See you later. Or not.
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