Wednesday, June 30, 2010

So...do you like the pictures of my dachshunds? Hence, the name Doxie...William is the one in the foreground..I have changed the names to protect the innocent...and black one sulking in the background is Hank...again an alias. I like Swistle's idea of giving different names to make it difficult for everyone to know who you really are... after all, I don't want the Paparazzi banging on my door. They might gasp at all the weeds.

I really like the way my words look in print. Have you ever dreamed of writing a book...or just writing anything (besides what you ate for breakfast) in your journal? I have. My dreams sit on a shelf waiting for me to be brave enough to take them down. Maybe this activity will give me some courage.

So...why have I started this blog? 'cause my brain is always full of stuff and I need an outlet...It's fun to read other peoples' blogs, to see life from their vantage points, so why not share? I want to take a risk and try something new... I'm on vacation and bored. Pick an answer...there is no right or wrong, just possibilities.

What's this all about?


Why are the weeds so hard to attack? I keep looking at them everyday and have done nothing about them. Yes. I wish they didn't exist, but wishing them away doesn't work. I've tried that all my life. It doesn't work.

Really, has it worked for you? I've wished I was taller. I wished I was thinner. I wished I was richer, more motivated, less shy. Nope. Still me.

I know...the all encompassing answer to life's problems is work...But that's so obvious...and where is the magic? I don't want to work. Weeds = work... I don't want to think about it, so it crawls into all my thoughts...like a weed.


I've just started reading a few blogs. Amazing invention.
Did Al Gore invent this, too?

I'm hooked on Swistle . I can't get enough of her wit, humor, realism. So I read blogs instead of attacking weeds in the garden. Next step, start a blog!! That will get rid of those weeds.
Take that!!!
I think I'm becoming an expert on avoidance. More later...will I be able to get anyone to read me?