Oh, yes I am.

Looks like it was just one of those mysterious things. I guess I could go back and delete that other "test" post. But I don't think I will. It's rather representative of most of my life.

So.

A little about me to anyone who might be reading this. Who isn't me. Or my husband.

I've created this blog to express some of the things I can't say in either my monthly newsletter or on my website but that I'd like to say somewhere. Oh, yes. I have a website. Or, to be more precise, my husband and I have a website. It's thehallway.net if you're interested. And I hope you are, because we're proud of it. Nothing more than your average, run-of-the-mill personal website, nothing really different about it than the millions of others out there. Except that it's ours.

So I write. A lot. I don't do it for a living, although I do live to do it, so there you go. There're a lot of things I can't say in our monthly newsletter (which predates our website by about four years) or on our website, simply because our grandparents read both of them faithfully and if I wrote "fuck" anywhere, I'd never hear the end of it. That's okay, though. It's been good practice to express myself without resorting to profanity. Not that I'm particularly foul-mouthed or anything, but it's kind of hard to rant about grammar or telemarketing without resorting to a good old "fucking morons" or "goddamned assholes". Although I did attempt to do both without any cursing whatsoever. It worked, but it hurt.

grammar rant

telemarketing rant

To be perfectly honest, I will be gobstopped if anyone else reads anything I write here. But there's just something about publishing something that you've written where anyone else can read it, even if no one's likely to read it all.

This is going to be fun.