I must admit, for someone who loves to write and usually has a lot to say, I have been a most lazy and late-coming blogger. But I think I finally figured out why...I've never bothered to blog about what I love the most, and spend most of my time doing: being with girls.
My girls, that is. Three of them, soon to be four. (or four, soon to be five, including my wife...yes, I better count her, too!)
My girls are the joy of my life. And, sometimes, the bane of my existence. And except for me and my trusty male companion, a beagle named Leprechaun, there is precious little maleness in my home. So hanging out with girls (my girls) pretty much defines my existence much of the time.
And not that I'm an ultra-masculine, hairy, weight-lifting, beer-drinking, blue-streak-cussing alpha male...this isn't really about whining (really!). But it is a simple fact, truth be told, that my window on the world is tinted slightly pink (and would be saturated pink if Grace had anything to do with it...). So I may as well wrap my arms around this fact and make the best of it, and start writing about it. Because most of the time, it's a rather fun life to live.
And when it is not, I may as well complain about it in public, and hope for some understanding comments!
