It Begins With a Dare

So, I love a dare. Not stupid ones. I’m talking about the silly kind. The “shove this tablespoon of mustard in your mouth” kind of dare. Yeah, yeah, I know. As my boys read this, I’m sure they’ll be yelling I always try to stop them when they do that sort of thing. Here’s the thing…secretly, I always think it’s kinda funny when they dare each other to do stuff. And, I think it’s pretty cool when my youngest son usually does whatever he’s been dared to do. All within reason, of course. I don’t want anyone daring someone to jump off a roof. That’s just stupid. Stupid is different from good fun.

Annnnywaaaay, the cause of all of this dare talk was my husband. He dared me to write a blog today. I’d been toying with the idea for a week or so, and last night before bed, he said “Your job tomorrow is to write a blog.”

Um, ok.

So, here I am. Writing.

Well, I didn’t start out writing. I started out my day by doing some research on blogs. Here’s what I found out: Nothing useful.

There are tons of sites on how to start a blog, which types of blogs are popular, and which companies want to help you set up a blog. But all of it is technical. And I was bothered by the fact so many articles seemed to be written by bloggers about how to blog while they were trying to make money off blogging. It felt a bit…scam-ish.

I just wanted to be able to write and share a few thoughts, now and then.

Well, ok, a LOT of thoughts. I have a LOT of thoughts on a LOT of topics. Yeah, maybe too many. In fact, I’m sure all of the young adults in my life would say, on many occasions, I should stop sharing my thoughts quite so liberally. But I can’t. I ain’t made that way. If I am thinking it, it has to come out.

So, here we are. The start of my blog.

I am thinking I will make it a combo lifestyle/personal type of thing. Mostly because it gives me a wide range of topics to cover. Also, I am going to give it an Appalachian slant, since I’m originally from West Virginia, and it has been said I have a certain country-folk sort of directness. Expect some sociological topics, as well, ‘cause I am nearly finished with my Sociology degree.

Also, I love books and reading. Expect a good deal of book talk.

And I prefer being chatty to being all grammatically correct. (You may have figured that one out, already.)

I can be goofy, at times, fired up at other times. We’ll see how it goes, play it by ear, and maybe have some fun along the way.

On a more serious note, if I ever say something offensive, let me know. I like people and I tend to say more than I should, not meaning to be a butthead. We’re all human, and I make mistakes. Sometimes I say things without thinking. When I do it, let me know, and if I think you have a legitimate point I will try to mend my ways. “Try” being the operative word. I have been known to make the same mistake twice. Again, I’m human. (As he read this part, my husband said “Oh, they’ll let you know.” Yeah, he’s right. I’ve strayed into the comment sections elsewhere on the internet. I’ve seen things.)

Finally, if the talk strays into politics….I am not sure it will…but if it does…I will try to be respectful.

That’s all for now. I have to say I’ve enjoyed typing this all out. Guess that’s a good sign! The hubby may have been onto something!

Take care! Talk to you later!

(Honestly, the hubby is often onto something. He’s good like that.)