Seems like everybody and their dog has a blog these days. I knew I was in the presence of some sort of important cultural touchstone when I discovered a blog where you could see what a Maryland mom was packing in her four-year-old's preschool lunchbox every day. No, really. Just googling "lunchbox blog" will get you an alarming number of hits.
Blogging seems like it should be a natural fit for me. Once upon a time, before I drove a station wagon and knew which sippy cups were BPA-free, I was actually a journalist. Even one with a web presence. I've got the requisite sarcasm and pop culture obsession. And Lord knows I like to talk about myself. You'd think I'd be all over the blogging thing.
But for some reason I just couldn't bring myself to jump in. The recent death of a stranger in Minnesota has changed all that, though. I originally wrote a note about Emilie Lemmons on my facebook page, but found myself wanted to write about her in a more formal way, to be part of the virtual community that was coming together to mourn. (Read about it here or here.)
And so, here we are at the top of a brand new year. I'm officially throwing my cyber hat in the ring with a post about Emilie.
World, meet my blog. Blog, world.