No limits.

For the past few months, I've been in limbo about creating a blog.  I've created and deleted at least three blogs, convinced myself it's a waste of time, and became a bit paranoid about the thought of people reading my writing.  Every idea I came up with wasn't good enough; somewhere between the hemming and hawing, I began to believe that every blog needed a theme.  Without a theme, there's no purpose, right?  Do I need to be pregnant to blog?  A writer with a message?  Do I need to be an expert of something?  Finally, I decided that I just need to be me, to have a place where I can just ramble on about the things I love, hate, find pee-my-pants hilarious, delicious, and simple.  So, that said, I'm taking the leap and beginning this blog because I'm sick of starting and stopping and of saying "I should do that."  This is me, and this is for me.  This is following through.  Booyah!