Write What You Feel . . .

I don't know why I feel the need to write about my life. It's pretty ordinary - I work part-time, raise my kids, love my husband. Ordinary stuff. With a few not-so-ordinary things thrown in.

Maybe that's why I write. It's a nice life in the suburbs here, probably like anywhere. But I just kind of feel that I want to write down those not-so-ordinary things, so that others like me and Mike won't feel like we're some kind of deviants. Which I guess we are, in the sense that some of the things we like do deviate from the "norm". But really, the norm is a pretty big space.

With lots of room for all of us.