What am I, a 7th grader? Why am I crumbling to peer pressure? Or am I just a middle-aged (a mighty fine looking and feeling middle-aged, mind you) chick who still acts like a 7th grader? Yeah, that's more likely it.

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Hmmmm....so why is it taking me so long to get this journal started? Y'all don't know it, but I actually created this journal over a week ago...at the insistence of *some* of you. However, I've not written in it yet. Well, not until now. Why? Is it because I'm really hesitant to share any part of my life with others? No. Those of you who know me, know that I share and I share easily. Sometimes too easily. Yes, there are parts that I don't talk about but it isn't because I don't *want* to share - it is just that some things don't come up in conversation. I'll share pretty much anything, if someone just asks. So...maybe it is because I just don't know HOW to do this. You're asking yourself, "what does she mean, she doesn't know how"?

Well, you see, I've never kept a journal. Never. Ever. Not even when I *was* a 7th grader. Not when I was an angsty teenager. Not through my college years. Not through the really tough times in my life. Not ever. So, I think it is just that the concept is foreign and therefore difficult to wrap my mind around.

I guess what I'm really saying is...be patient with me. I fear the learning curve is steep. But, if I'm anything, I'm a learner. So I'll learn.

First question. How do you get all of the cool things on your journal home? See, I'm lost already. Gah.

-holls-

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Soundtrack: the washer and dryer...going round and round