Me, a blogger?

So, this is my first foray into the world of "blogging." Yes, I said blogging and I used it as a verb. Some of you may remember my total indignation at those who use nouns as verbs - all of those scrapbookers and hottubbers, and even those dutch-oveners - yet I am now a blogger, or, one who posts blogs on the fancy polka-dotted wallpaper provided by Google's blog site. Not sure how I am feeling about it yet, but since I have failed miserably at 1) Friendster, 2) My Space, 3) E-mailing, 4) calling, and even 5) message by pigeon, my options are limited and so blogging it is.

Unfortunately, my blog will not be as hip as Becki's, or as well written and funny as Sara's. I will not be posting pictures of children like Steve (since I have no children, just station wagons), or my wine-tasting notes (because that's just lame). The pictures on my blog will not be as striking as Jamie's or as just plain cool as Katie's (Brazil? Huntington Beach? As if I could compete...).

My hope for this blog is likely the same hope that most people have for their blogs, simply to re-connect and show you a slice of my life. By the way, if I start posting wine tasting notes, please let me know how lame I am and refer me back to this blog. That does not include general discussions about wine trips....