Blogging is kind of a weird concept. I always looked at it as a way to keep the brain cells synapsing, the creative juices flowing. For some people it is an on-line diary, for others it is a whine-fest, a bitch-fest or even a prayer-fest. I don't know exactly where I fall in those lines.
I want to write about silly things tonight. About the silly reasons I still love NOLA, about crazy Christmas tales, my love for really stupid sit-coms or despite this stupid drought-- I am tired of rain.
Everytime I push myself to the benign I end up facing the one thing I don't want to.
My sister-in-law is in a hospital, she and her husband and children are devastated by the diagnosis of cancer. How can I write silly things?