My First Blog

Hi. This is new for me, this blogging. I've never been a great journal writer, though I have tried all my life. I'm not sure how this blogging thing will go. Maybe I'll still do the paper thing too, just in case I really don't want anyone to read something. Typing is easier than writing somehow.

I resisted creating a blog because I was afraid I would post something offensive, but then I realized: Hey, my blog, I type it, I can proof read before I post, so what's to worry about. Unless anyone is terribly offended by run-on sentences. I'm good at those. I also worry about my writing style. I want it to be interesting and readable, but the way I speak in my head and the way the words come out of my mouth tend to be two different things. Maybe my writing will be at least halfway in between, so I will sound slightly more eloquent here than in real life, and slightly less so than I do in my head.

So why does Eli even have a blog you may ask. It is for a couple of reasons. My cousin Liz and her brother Fred both have blogs, and when I am done reading their blogs, I usually click on the "Next Blog" button up in the corner, and I like what I have found. Snapshots of people's lives. The person who writes as their dog, the woman who post pictures of her children nearly every day, and the woman who is blogging as a way to cope with the loss of her husband all had an effect on me. So here will reside a snapshot of my life for whoever stumbles on it, and for those who would like to know me a little better. You see, I have the social skills of a giant panda. I don't deal well with others. Social situations frighten me. So maybe this will be a way for me to get over that. At least a little bit. Another reason for the blog is this: I was at the brunch for Fred's graduation today, and I was talking to his sister, Margaret. I said something like, "you should have a blog, I never know what you're up to." To which she replied, "do you have one?" Of course the answer was no. So. I think that if I am reading other people's blogs to keep up with them, it is only fair that I at least attempt a similar way for them to keep up with me.
Well for a first post this is a little rambley. It is probable that most of my posts will be rambley though. Only time will tell.

My husband, James, just said that he's not sure he would want to read this because I am probably going on about what an "insufferable cuss" he is. Well, he isn't. Usually.

Enough, I'm going to have a bubble bath.