This blogging thing is already giving me a head-ache. I spent about 2 hours creating a pulitzer prize winning synopsis of my life on the About Me page and Blogger said it was too long! So I edited and deleted, again and again and it was still too long. So here I go once more.
What I've discovered during my blog stalking is that there's a snobby, caste systemish kinda thing going on. Apparently, talking about one's cats is in poor taste amongst some hard-core bloggers "Oh gag, she mentions her cats and actually post pictures of them!" Some bloggers say " I know I promised to never post my opinions or views on this site." And there are those who refuse to mention any family or personal info.
But I love looking at pictures of peoples cats (no matter how inferior they are). I love reading other people's opinions (even if they're wrong). And how can I feel superior in my dysfunctional life if others don't write about theirs?
So, yes I have cats. Two of them, and plenty of pictures. I have three children, (even more pictures) and the youngest just started college. I've been divorced for over 10 years (Oh why wasn't blogging 'in' back then? But maybe that's a good thing).
And (please don't gag) I'm dating (it's really a hell of a lot more than that, but there is no modern day word to describe two people, who are not married, but are a couple, and crazy about each other) a wonderful, fun, intelligent man. We've been together for over 3 years and have exciting things brewing in our future, but I won't go into it at this time.
Ok, I know. 'Wonderful Man' is a mythical creature. There have been fewer sightings of 'Wonderful Man' than there have been of albino yettis and the Loch Ness monster combined. But there was one out there and I found him and he's mine so hands off!
I'll let you ladies in on a little secret. Forget the common red-necked American male. This man is European and apparently they're doing something right over there! And don't be quick to write me off as a sappy idiot. I don't think there could be a more jaded or hard hearted woman when it comes to men than me. I was married for 17 years when the warranty on my marriage apparently ran out. It was not fun. It involved 3 kids. It was both embarrasing and heart breaking.
BUT. If going through that hell got me to where I am today then it was worth it. Sometimes I fear I'll wake up and find that the last few years were just a dream. I sure hope not.
I haven't even scratched the surface yet. (Oh my, aren't you on pins and needles) and as soon as I figure out how to post pictures? Look out.
Because did I mention that I have cats?