Confessions of a Novice Sandgate Blogger

I admit I have been plagued with blog worries. 
At first, I worried that I had to write every day.  Then, I worried about being interesting. 
To exercise my worry, I tried to write short amounts so that I would not bore.  I've tried not to mention names...to protect the innocence of friends and relatives.  But, face it!  No one cares how worried or careful or trying I try to be. 

So I'm (probably) coming out of the closet soon. 

I'll decide not to worry about topic, or boredom or innocence.  I shall not worry about hiding my udderlying desire to regain my Jersey Cow and expose my bean fetish for what it is.  I'm Lactose Loving!  I lust after all things cholesterol.  I cream for cheese.  I churn for butter.  Can the bean ever fill me?
I'll name names!  Don't laugh.  My husband, El Exigente, my daughter, Alessandra, my son, El Exigente Jr, and myself, Mooma.

I'll confess that there is no such place as Sandgate, except in my capacity to conceive such a place and your capacity to believe it.   Come along now.  Relax.  Enjoy