No Woman Ever Shot a Man While He Was Doing the Dishes

      First, I must explain that I am not a conventional wife.  I don’t feel obligated to clean the kitchen simply because I am the wife in this situation.  My favorite fridge magnet reads, “No woman ever shot a man while he was doing the dishes.” I do, or did it in this case because I know what it’s like to mow the yard in 100-degree heat and today I opted for the kitchen.  So while cleaning up my air-conditioned kitchen this morning, I realized dishes are a huge part of life. With every important event, there will be dishes.  A child is born or christened; there will be food and dishes to clean.  A wedding; there will be many dishes to buy, as well as dishes to clean.  A death; mourners bring food and then someone will have to do the dishes.  A job is lost, you still need to eat and do dishes. In 1789, when referring to this newborn country, Benjamin Franklin should have said, “In this world, nothing can be said to be certain, except death and taxes. Oh, and someone is going to have to do the dishes.” 

I Hate Commas!

Photo by Erika Munz

     That is a strange title for a blog, but it is how I feel!  Even the previous sentence annoys me because it has a comma and I am always debating where to put a comma when using the word, “But.”  If I put the comma after the “But,” it seems weird but it also seems weird before the word.  Either way, I feel like I am calling someone a Butt.  Don’t worry this is not the only topic for this post.  I also plan on discussing punctuation and grammar in general. wink

     I’m not one to follow rules and following rules of punctuation is part of that personality flaw, even though I am a National Board Certified Teacher in English Language Arts.  However, after I published my first draft of my first post, a dear friend messaged me that she enjoyed reading my post even without paragraphs.  I responded that I didn't know where to put the paragraphs and that I didn't understand blog etiquette.  She was politely amused and reminded me to consider my audience.

Better Late Than Never

     So I am fairly new at this blogging thing, but I thought I would give it a try.  I started a blog years ago, hoping to find like-minded woman, who were mothers getting ready to release their first-born children out into the world, however, I never got too far.  I did have one follower, who visited one time.  Does it count if it was my sister?  I have debated for over a year about what I could blog about.  I mean, I think I can be very entertaining, but that doesn’t mean others will agree.  Lately, I have had much to rant about, so I thought, what about a blog for my rants?  While helping a dear friend with a work blog, we discussed the possibility of my blog and I mentioned I didn’t think people would visit a site just to read the rantings of a fifty-something woman.  She responded that she didn’t know about the blog, but THAT would be a great title, so here I am.