Ah yes, the old blog. I believe this is attempt number seven. Or four. Or nine. Who knows? I certainly don't. With two children, one puppy and the trembling, wheezing DementiaDog on my hands, I have better things to do than worry about my many failed attempts at blogging. Nevertheless, it appears that I am setting myself up for another one.
This time, though, I very much want it to work. This time, I will do things differently. I won't worry about the design - this is a straight-from-the-box Typepad issue - and I won't care about adding photos. Oh, I'll probably add a few here and there. Mainly, though, I just want to keep writing. I really do enjoy it, after all. When you are at a point in life where the the first winter frost makes you happy purely because of its solidifying effect on the dog turds in the garden, you need all the enjoyment you can get.
So, here we go. Anyone still out there? Probably not.