Where do we begin?

When I clicked the "title" box for my first ever post on my first ever blog (blog...really? what is blog?), the word "chagrin" popped up. Chagrin is one of those words that is familiar but I have no clue what it means. I know I came across it a million times while reading Stephanie Meyers' Twilight series. And I know I looked it up a million times because I did not know its meaning. And yet I still do not remember. So here we go:

Chagrin: n. A keen feeling of mental unease, as of annoyance or embarrassment, caused by failure, disappointment, or a disconcerting event: To her chagrin, the party ended just as she arrived.
(answers.com)

I think the reason this word escapes my knowledge so easily is because, unlike annoyance or embarrassment, my mind does not connect chagrin to any particular circumstance.

Well that was fun.

So I suppose the point of this post is to make clear the problem that beginning a blog is tricky. To my knowledge, no one will read these first few/many posts until much later on. I don't feel connected to an audience and yet I'm writing as if I have one. Also, my blog does not have a particular theme to jump right into. It is not a fashion blog, a political blog or a Harry Potter blog (although I'm interested in all of these things especially the last one :)

Let's shed some lumos on the reasons why I'm writing/rambling/journaling:

• I love writing and I've gotten too far away from it for my liking.
• I realized there are many things I'm passionate about that I would like to record through a creative outlet that is not a scrapbook or notebook, and perhaps share with others who read this.
• I realized that I have a lot of ideas and a lot to say. (when I say "say," I mean "write," and my boyfriend can attest to what I mean).
• Like above, I've generated a long list of things I want to blog about.
• I hope to create a "thread" of posts which are full with creativity and which are fun for me to look back on and read.
• I want to let my creativity out and this seems like a mighty fine outlet.

Whenever I say "blog" in my head, I hear "glog" and feel the word gooey in my throat like peanut butter. So please excuse me if I slip up and type glog. I'll probably leave it as it is.

I'll end today with...                     

Highlights of my day: Sweet&Sour

Sweetness: cherries in the fruit salad at lunch, drawing the elderly ladies at the retirement complex
Sour! my fairway wood and iron shots at the driving range :(

Sarah