Day One

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I am a writer. I have always been one, and will always be one. As of late, I have gotten further and further away from writing, except for the daily blah-blah blog of my life...but that's just cut and dry; an on-going update for friends and family to keep up-to-date on the goings-on in our lives. Can we say YAWN.

That is not writing. I intend to get back to my 'roots', and really write. But first there are some things that I will have to explain. Just to make things easier for those easily confused (and me to remember my own blogging rules), I'll list them in the grade-school simple 1, 2, 3 format.

The Top 10: (for now)

1. Blog titles will never reflect the contents of the blog (except for today). I hate titles, but love throwing people off.

2. There will be posts about my husband and children and my work. The names of these people and places will be detailed, and explainations as to the reason behind these suedo names will be given.

3. There will possibly be posts about any or all of my wonderful animals. Yes, there are a lot of them, and yes, I can gush about my 4-footed or finned babies.

4. Depending upon demand there might be poems posted. I often do not like sharing poems that I've written; but as all things change so might this one.

5. No, there is no real "Fishhookville" in Alaska (that I know of), and I certainly do not really live there, if there is. Fishhookville is a product of my imagination, and I live there!

6. I do not now, nor ever will claim to be funny. Things in my life are funny, funny things happen to me, but I, myself, am not a inherently funny person...now that's a different subject for my husband!

7. There will be a posting schedule. It is as follows: When I feel like it. Sorry, but you can't just post for the sake of posting, people! For a well-written and thought out (or at least semi-literate) posting, there must be something that happens first! HONESTLY!

8. On the other-hand...I may have the irrisitable urge to post multipule times a day.

9. Soap-box postings will be prefaced by a warning and a disclaimer.

10.I am Brillantly Inept...and as such I am not great, wonderful, bad, horrible or anything in between. I am a 20-something work-outside of the home housewife and mother of four children.

And now some general house-keeping. Firstly, lets start with my family's names. These names have been chosen with utmost care to explain the person's personality and my love and annoyance for them. *Yes, I get annoyed by my loved ones, if you don't, you aren't normal!*

A lot of thought has gone into these names. Should I use names that I call them in real-life as their blog-names? Would that be a miss-use of the pet-name I've given them as their loving wife and mother? Would giving them a entirely new name be damaging to them in 10 years when they find this blog in the space of the internet and they find out what I've been calling them? Alot of questions there, and I really don't care! The names I've chosen are just going to have to work!

My wonderful, dear husband-His name is "Captain". No he's NOT a Captain! This name because he demands respect of his family (and deserves it!), and thus, I will give him a respecting alias.

My eldest child will be known as "Bone Head". No, I do not call him Bone Head. Upon the task of re-naming my first child (whom I've already named), I came to a huge brick wall. How can I possibly re-name the child that it took weeks to name in the first place? Okay, maybe I could, but I'm feeling lazy, so I asked the child in question. HE said Bone Head. Alrighty, that's it, then.

My next child is easy to name. I don't know why she's easy to name and the oldest wasn't. Her name is Princess Pout. Why? Because I said so. Haha, couldn't resist. Because she has two sides to her, the Princess-where she's all smiles and flowers and butterflies...and the evil twin side when she's difficult.

The next has always been known as Shorty. She is short. I know this nickname sound derogatory, but it's just how it is. Once upon a time, we were all thinking up nicknames, and I asked her how she liked "shorty", she loved it! Ever since then, she's been Shorty. That's just the way of it.

My next monster is hard to name as well. He's got so many nicknames, that it's difficult to decide upon just one to call him for the sake of writing here. There's even more nicknames that I call him in my head, but he's recently told me that he doesn't LIKE those names, so I may not address him by those any longer. So, for purposes of this blog, he will be known as "Monster Monkey". I believe this name explains its self.

Along with my human family, we have quiet a few pets. Four ferrets, a cat, a dog, two horses, and several fish. These all may or may not be named if and when I post about them. And may or may not have changed names. Who knows?

And now I must load all the kids into the truck, and get our butts into town for some errands. That's it...end of transmission. Wasn't that fun?