So I keep thinking about a blog. I know, it's been done, it's so yesterday, no one reads those things anyway. And yet, I am intrigued; I still yearn for my own. I've been composing imaginary entries in my head for months; I might as well bite the bullet and start one of these puppies right now, or risk mental clogs caused by repressed verbosity.
(It's all the boy's fault. As soon as I birthed him, I had more and more stories to tell. Even before he arrived, he was a story. He becomes more and more blog-worthy each day.)
Therefore, I embrace my blog destiny. I invite you to check on us periodically for the latest updates, news, deep thoughts, not-so-deep thoughts, and observations. Oh, and memoirs, of course--hence the name of this blog.
