Greetings.

I decided to write a blog because I’ve got things to say and, thanks to modern technology, I can say them here and believe/hope/imagine that someone is out there…listening. It is a better alternative than either: a) talking to myself [Don’t get me wrong. Talking to oneself is awesome and valuable.  For awhile.  It does get a little tedious and sometimes downright exhausting, especially when I repeat myself and there is no one to tell me that I already said such and such.  On second thought that may be just one more benefit of talking to myself so now I’m a little on the fence about a), although having an audience IS better, so a) is redeemed(!)],   or b) talking to someone else who is obviously and actively not listening. That just pisses me off.

You out there will read because:  a) you find what I have to say interesting/amusing,  b) it makes you feel better about yourself knowing there is someone out here who thinks in the screwed-up the way I do,             c) it makes you feel better knowing there is someone else out here who thinks the way YOU do,  or d) you just stumbled across this and have nothing more compelling to do at the moment. Or maybe you’re my husband and you want to finally know what I’m REALLY thinking.

A couple of disclaimers:

This blog is not intended to convince you that God exists or if so, that he/she/it knows YOU exist and loves you (assuming God knows you well enough to hold any opinion of you whatsoever).

This blog is not intended to provide you with inspirational messages to make you feel good about yourself and your life. There are [more than] enough of those out there and personally they annoy the crap out of me for the most part, like those websites that just post inspirational quotes every day. Granted, some are pretty good, words to live by, blah blah blah, but really, how many do we need? I mean, Buddha or the Dalai Lama, I say yeah, but it’s like ANYONE is qualified to write this stuff and have a poster made from it??? Come on, people! You know these nuggets of wisdom! Stop posting them on FB! Stop printing every single one in color and hanging them in your office! At least use a little discretion, for goodness’ sake! Just because they use a photo of a puppy or some seriously old people doesn’t make them quote-worthy or works of art!

ok, enough of that…

So I find myself here in middle-age (any comparison to Middle Earth?  Perhaps.  A distinct universe somewhere in the middle where a separate and unique world exists?  Inhabited by odd creatures and beings?  And there’s that whole My Precious thing (“My __”insert noun here)…Yeah, sounds like where I’m at right now. A better comparison may be to “THE Middle Ages.”  Hmmm…The fall of the Empire, all kinds of power struggles, religions, and -isms.  Yeah, I’m kind of in the middle ages of my own head.  Only thing here is that THE Middle Ages lasted about TEN CENTURIES…Not likely here, not even in dog years.  Anyway, “middle age” does imply some age in the middle, which would be accurate if I was going to live past 100 years.  Not likely.  It’s not really the middle if there is more “age” on one side of the line than there is on the other.  I guess we’re talking about a range here (kinda like THE Middle Ages where there were degrees of Middle Age-ness).  So let’s say I’m in my High Middle Age…Ok. I’m good with that.  [Except that I’m not really.  More on that at a later date]

Maybe this is a mid-life (dare I say it) crisis.  HEAR ME BEFORE I AM NO LONGER! (no longer than…? If that’s what you’re thinking, you totally read that wrong).

Whatever my motivation, I have things to say, dammit, and here is where I shall say them.  I’ll rant.  Maybe not everyday (some days I have a hard time just getting past my log in screen).  Some days I might just drop a one-liner on you to make you think about something, probably something random.  Some days it might be just a word, but it will be a compelling one, I promise.   And then we can tawk.