So I decided to become a blogger.
I’ve thought about this for a while and wanted to blog but I was afraid I wouldn’t have anything of value to say. My husband has encouraged me to blog for a while now because he says I have “a gift and a way with words.” I think he means I’m a good writer and I have a way of encouraging people. I’m sure when I’m nagging him about keeping the desk and table clutter free he’s not enjoying my “way with words.” I hate clutter and as long as my bar, table and desk are clear then I’m pretty happy, that’s all it takes…insert sarcasism here.
So I’m nervous about this. I’m a pastor’s wife and a church planter so I feel pressure to say something brilliant, bold and life changing. If you’re expecting to read something brilliant, bold and life changing stop reading now. If you want to read something funny, something that makes you think “huh, I’m glad I’m not her” or something that makes you feel better about yourself because I did something retarded and then blogged about it, THIS is your blog.
Thanks for allowing me to share my world with you…welcome to my brain!