And so it begins...

I'm not really sure why I'm inspired to write a blog... I think it's because of Facebook.

Yes, I know, how can a social networking site... epitome of narcissitic postings... inspire one to write a blog? Well, in my never ending quest to attract more attention to myself, I find the limitations on the size posting to be well... limiting. I mean I can tell you what I'm doing or what is going on or where I am... but it leaves out so much of the WHY... and frankly, it's much more amusing at times to know WHY I am up to what I'm up to... or so I'm told.

Apparently, though I often fail to see what it was that I did, I'm very amusing to people. In fact, I've spent a lot of time wondering if there was toilet paper stuck to my shoe or if, in fact, a large booger is hanging from my nose. Honestly, I'm not trying to be funny... and I don't know why people are laughing. Sometimes, I don't know why I'm laughing... but the alternative, crying over everything isn't helpful either.

So... back to why Blog... well, everyone is doing it. Actually, maybe not everyone, but several people I know or have met and I've literally been blown away by some of the things they've said... mostly because I've had the same thought or the same conversation just recently myself. In a sense, this blog is now my village square. And, unlike FB, you actually have to come here to read it, and it's not served up for you. So if I want to ramble about my kids, my meal planning, my faith, or my Mother... well... you won't be "forced" to read it.

Which leads me to the name of this blog: I thought I was the only nut... [I hope you're following my train of thought, because... uhm... it's not a logical train of thought. In fact, sometimes the train has left and I'm still standing at the station!].

I was chatting (on FB, of course) with my friend Billena (who would not be such a good friend of mine if it weren't for FB-- another long story)... we were discussing the things we do when our husbands leave us alone overnight with our kids to protect. What was funny (as in amusing) about our exchange is that the two of us do the same silly things. Not sleeping, reading all night, keeping a completely useless and ineffective weapon nearby. And Billena remarked "I thought I was the only nutt" (exact quote)... and well... HELL NO... we're all a bunch of nuts. I'm pretty sure my LIFETIME BFF Megan suffers from the same disorder. Honestly, we're not any safer with our husbands home, we only PERCEIVE ourselves as safer. Steve would probably sleep right through our house being robbed blind and then not notice all our stuff was gone.

Now, before we get our panties in a bunch about my disparaging comments about Steve. Clearly, you haven't met him. I'm not disparaging (yet)... he's honestly that unobservant (and a heavy sleeper).

And now I'm to family: I love my family... immensely. I'm not sure I would actually walk through the fires of hell for them (if you ask me in advance), but I would certainly consider it heavily. Hey, I'm honest about my own limitations... but I've also found, when it comes to them, I've made some pretty silly snap decisions. Examples: my mom (who tends towards hyperbole) told me my sister (Celianna) had been having kidney problems and being the closest genetic match, I immediately offered one of my while talking to her. Now, in reality, my kidney was never in jeopardy-- my sister had an antibiotic resistant UTI-- but I didn't know that. I did learn to talk to my sister next time before offering my kidney.

So, if you've made it this far... you may be more serious about this than me... I'm not sure anyone will read it and I'm not sure how often I'll update. Well... here we go... if this lasts... this could be the beginning of a beautiful thing.