My first blog...the beginning of the end?

Well, this is it. I have finally succumb to the old notion, "every one else is doing it, so why can't I"! Note to teenagers: that is not a good saying. But since I am an adult I can do what I want, so there.

So far I am finding this to be a little difficult. What do I want to say to myself, about myself? Do I really think anyone will want to read this. Frankly, I don't care. Or do I? Don't we all want some form of "15 minutes of fame"?  Well, for now, I guess I am doing this for my own sanity.  Sometimes my family isn't the best sounding board for all my ranting and raving.  Not that I will constantly be ranting and raving here.  This will not be my way of pouring my angst-ridden soul to anyone who will listen.  I am normally an upbeat, quirky kind of gal who laughs out loud at TV shows, sings and dances in the car, and who never ever uses gal in a sentence when actually speaking...weird.

So I guess I should start off by telling you about my life.  I am a married woman in my mid-30s who has 2 kids, one biological daughter and one stepdaughter.  My husband and I met in a bar where we literally looked at each other from across the room and immediately fell in love.  After 12 years we are still in love.  Don't get me wrong we have our moments, but they are few and far between.  We have really learned to accept each other and have come to the realization that we ARE each other's best friends.  We chose to be together and raise a family together and we will do whatever possible to keep that going...till death do us part.

We live in Rhode Island on an island.  Aquidneck Island, actually.  My husband was born and raised here. He is the youngest of six and therefore the rebel or blacksheep, if you will, of the family.  But, feeling like the rebel and blacksheep of my family I don't mind.  He's pretty cool to me.  Our kids are 9 and 15.  Our 9 year old has always felt like a teenager to us so we are used to her talking back to us, refusing to eat, refusing to do her homework, refusing to do anything we ask of her actually.  But our 15 year old has just started to act like a typical teenager and we are baffled.  She started hanging out with a girl we don't feel too fondly of and with that she has started "experimenting" and just making bad decisions.  That's all I will say for now for I feel a need to dedicate an entire page to these goings-on!

I think that what I've got here so far is the step in the right direction.  My writing just this little bit feels a tad cathartic right now.  So while I'm feeling prety good I think I'll stop for today.  Better to leave on an upbeat mood.  Hopefully, my next posting will have a bit more structure to it.  So, the beginning of the end? I think not, this feels good!