I have to admit I never thought I would blog again. Don’t get me wrong I wanted to; matter of fact less than two years ago I even talked to Clay Newton about it. Hell, I even got so jazzed that I set up a Vox account and then… (fizzle). I never posted a single thing. At that time I convinced myself that I didn’t need to “blog” mostly because I remembered all the very good reasons I stopped blogging in the first place:

1. My family hated me: it not a good idea to talk trash about your family on your blog; especially if you are young, stupid and rude. Believe it or not you may hurt your mom’s feeling and seriously regret what you wrote later.
2. No one would date me: sure at first it might sound like a turn on to have your love life read like a soap opera but guys have sensitive egos and remember I was young, stupid and rude.
3. I am not a good writer: although I have always hoped to improve this weakness I haven’t; so go ahead grammar queens don’t hold back feel free to call out all the typos and improper usage in the nice “comment” section.
4. It just took too much freakin’ time: It did! Back in the day we didn’t have this fancy blog software. Hell it wasn’t even called a blog; we called it a website and we actually had to know HTML.

So less than two years ago; I decided I would feed my social bug via Twitter, Facebook and Flickr. This had suited me just fine until last Friday when the company I work for launched www.elevenmoms.com. As a result, I spent the entire weekend reading mommy/daddy blogs and suprised myself by finding a wealth of information I had been craving.

So here I go again – attempting to blog. Now that I am married (five years this month) and trying to start a family; I hope to no longer be stupid or rude (young is another story).