Why am I blogging?

My sister asked me today if I ever blog.

Blog? It must be a verb. "It's on the computer right?" At age 32, I like to think myself young enough to know and understand current technology. After all, I'm a pretty average American woman. Wife. Mother. College-educated. Church-going. Professionally-employed. Tax-paying. Hoosier.

But, blogger? No.

My first encounter with a computer was in the 6th grade. My math teacher, Mr. Minnick, let us ford the streams and hunt the prarries of the "Oregon Trail" on Fridays if we had all of our work done.

I first learned about the internet in 1994 when I was a freshman at McPherson College. I was being told that you could just "search" for anything. Search??? Anything? I hardly believed it. My first search was "Days of Our Lives." And there it was. Albeit hard for me to understand how it came up on my computer.

Of course, I've heard the terms "blog" and "blogging" before today. But since they are so foreign to me, I've never even been interested enough in finding out exactly what it is, to try it... like Chinese math. No point in talking to me about it unless you can start from the beginning. It's all new to me.

So, my sister gave me a basic definition for "blogging" and said she'd read my blog.

Anita, here's to you!