So… I decided to start a blog…
When I was in High School I was given a journal by one of my best friends. I used to write in it all the time (in fact I used up all its pages). I guess I could write in a journal these days too, but when am I ever able to sit down and actually WRITE with a pen and paper? That plus I type way faster than I write and I move too much to carry around a ton of journals in boxes. This is easier, faster and really taking up no space in my home.
I’m starting a blog for a couple of reasons. 1) I’ve always wanted to be able to write shit down. I feel like I have such pent up crap inside that I have to have a way to let it out. 2) I have kids and a big family; which means I make food, do crafts and throw parties. So sometimes people ask me for ideas, recipes or whatever and now I can just find the thing on my blog and then cut and paste a link (that’s of course assuming that I keep up with the blog and actually post that stuff to it). 3) I’ve been told several times that I should have a blog in various conversations and about different things that have happened in my life. 4) I guess mainly it’s a way for me to chronicle things that happen on my journey and all my thoughts about it all.
I am a little nervous about doing this blog only because Im going to blog about things that are real for me in my life and how I feel about them. That being said… I know my real friends will still be my friends, my fake friends will show up and my family well… they will keep on being my family.
Some main points:
I cuss. Im 35 so that’s not really going to change. I write/type what I’m actually thinking so hopefully it all comes out like it would if I were talking to you in person. I’m not going to filter my thoughts or water them down. I don’t usually have a filter so Im not going to start now. Not that there is even a “you” other than me reading this or looking back over it all. I just want to keep it real. Anyway, the main point is if you don’t like cussing or potentially harsh words, or my opinions or me, then stop reading. It’s that simple.
Anyway, I named my blog 8 Feet of Happiness because I have a family of 4 (totaling 8 feet – as in toes). 8 is my favorite number. I was born on the 8th of September in 1978. My dad raced with the number 8 and my brothers both ride/rode with this number or some variation of it. On its side it’s infinity which has a whole bunch of significance in and of itself.
So basically… I’m a work in progress… Don’t hold me to things I say today. I may change my mind later. I’ve been wrong once or twice, so it could happen again 😉
Here’s my blogging buddy… I blame any typos on her… 😉