Losing My Virginity

I never thought I'd have a blog.  It seemed like something for people who actually had something to say and were not afraid to say it.  As for me, I often feel as if I have not much of any import to say, I'd rather listen.  But then again, through the years so many people have complimented me on my stories and my way with words.  And then today there it was, at the end of a blog I looked at ("The Londoner," quite fun), a shimmering, glimmering, enticing invitation: "start your own blog, we'll show you how, click here."  I could not resist.  Like so many English majors working in retail, or some such menial job, I've always dreamed of being a writer, of having people read my words, especially if I could come up with some worth reading.  Certainly starting a blog seems much easier than getting Random House to publish my first book, as an ex boyfriend has done (lucky him, have been pea-green with envy for many years now).  Not sure if these will be worth reading, but here it is, my very first blog post!  Who knows if there will be more to come, but I sense that this is the start of something that might well continue for a while.  However for now I have to go eat a piece of cake since it's already late afternoon and I feel the need for a pick-me-up before hitting the gym.  If a girl's going to eat cake, she had better have a gym membership at the ready.