i am not wearing my glasses

and i am gona try blogging without it. i'll find out how many mistakes i made later on when my glasses become available again. seriously, i cant see anything. nothing much.

my son locked me out of the bathroom, you see, and my glasses are in there.

this is funky. anyway, i just wanna say that i would like am so happy to see an old blogger friend come bacck to the online world. i missed her writings and her musigs. many of us bloggers, stop writing in our blogs because we go through the ups and downs of life. she was, i guess, going through one of her downs. i am glad she's back.

to me, i write in this blog not because i am famous or am a celebrity r think that people love the hell out of me but it is sort of something that i hang on to for sanity's sake. life takes a toll on me too and sometimes i don't want to write no nothing here because there is only bad things happening around me. but i continue anyway...for the sake of my sanity.

so, essentially, you can say that this blog is for me, to share it with youif you wanna read it, but it is, first and foremost, for me.

(how am i doing? am i making lots of errors? eff it)

i've been online since more than a decade ago showing as many positive things to the people arund me as possible and by sharing the positive things, i dare say that i have reated a positive side of me that i can share and experience it with others. in return, i gegt a lot of positive things back too.

a win-win situation. so, yeah, i am done with this. gonna go get my glasses back. i can hear the door knob turning.

check back later. ithink the orange blob in front of me is the 'post' sign. leme try... where is the mouuse cursor?

LATER: Mmmm....not too shabby I would have to say. Anyway, welcome back, Winnie

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