Woo-hoo it’s Blogtoberfest.
Howdy to these parts if you’re visiting as part of the blogtoberfest hoopla.
My intention for the first day of blogtoberfest was to write a post about why I blog. An explanation of why I started bashing away at the keys, pressing the publish button and putting myself out into the blogosphere, a reflection of why I still do it, and an opportunity for you to get to know me a little bit. That was plan anyway. Maybe I’ll do it later on today, or perhaps you’re going to have to wait until tomorrow. You see now I find myself sitting in my PJs in bed, a baby sleeping beside me, kids going crazy out in the living room and it is almost 9 o’clock in the morning*. I think I smell of baby spew. I need to scull the cuppa of tea beside me and hit the shower, wash my hair, pop into the hairdresser for a quick fringe trim** and then wrangle my mob to a Grand Final Footy party at a cherished friend’s house.
* I live on the left-hand side of the continent!
** no time to get my haircut properly with a newborn.