Please be patient, I'm just learning

I was looking for a program that would help me with my typing and maybe help improve my computer skills. I have never been very good at finding my way around on the internet. In fact, the very first coarse I ever took involving a computer was back in the 80’s. I was so bad, I crashed the schools entire system. And all I was trying to do was log on! I’m a little better now. Things don’t crash as much for me, and when they do, I have some friends who can and will help me out.

Anyway, I mentioned to my neighbor that I was hoping to improve my skills so that I just might get lucky and find a job. She told me to try blogging. I thought she was totally insane. I just wanted to improve some skills, not kill my computer. But she kept talking about it and about how much you can learn and what others can teach you. So here I am. Just starting to learn about blogging. I’m sorry that you will be my guinea pig, but I feel I have to learn how to do this.

When asked what I was supposed to write about, I was told to just write whatever I felt like. That didn’t make sense to me and I told my neighbor that. She said to write what we talked about, what my hubby and I talk about. Just typing instead of talking. Oh, and keep it clean she said. If I see something that makes me mad, type it. Or if something upsets me, type it. And if I have an opinion on something, blog it. So that is what I will be doing. And I’m hoping you will be helping me.

A little background on me might help you to get to know me a little better. I am a mother, a grandmother and a great-grandmother for all of two months now. So I guess that makes me official old. That’s okay, I’ve had gray hair since I was in my late 20’s. I don’t dye it, I figure I earned every one of them. Hey, at least I didn’t start going bold like my younger brother did. My husband doesn’t mind the gray and neither do I. My hubby does have slightly longer hair than I do. If I were in the military, no one could tell me my hair was to long. Had it down past my waist for a long time, but I got tired of it so I cut off, and I don‘t think I ever want to go back to long hair. I am very happy in my old holy kneed jeans and a ratty old tee shirt. I will wear sneakers if I have to have something on my feet, other wise I’m bare foot.

We lived near a major city until we sold that house and moved to the country. It is so quiet out here it is unbelievable. We went from busy highways to crickets, birds, and frogs. From city lights at night to starry nights. From triple locking up of everything to forgetting to lock. It is a big change and we are loving it. Been here a little over two years now and I hate having to go back even for a visit.