Almost a month with no post

I don't know if I can ever the hang of this whole blog thing. It's been almost a month and I haven't posted a thing. I am going to try harder though. I just got back from CHA in Anaheim, CA. It was absolutely scrapbook/crafting paradise. Rows upon rows of beautiful booths filled with fabulous goodies. I am working on a recap of my trip so atleast I'll have a new post on here soon.

The Woes of Having a CPAP

Don't get me wrong, my CPAP is a wonderful thing. It's great to go to sleep and actually rest through the night without snorting myself awake 500 times. It's fantastic to wake up rested and fresh. But I will tell you, wearing that awful garb is a pain in the ass. First off I feel like Darth Vader with the mask and air blowing full force in my face. Second, you know I can't look even close to sexy when my husband crawls into bed beside me. I bet he has to stifle a scream sometimes. Third, I walk around with permanent red marks on my face where my mask has been. Thank goodness for makeup but they are getting harder and harder to hide. Don't know what it is but some nights I must swallow half of air that has blown through my mask that night. I wake up big as a balloon and the gas starts as soon as my feet hit floor. What's up with that? All in all I think it's worth it though--I guess. A great night sleep traded for some livable problems. I think I'll take the CPAP and it's troubles. As long as the husband can stand us.

I'm gonna try out this blogging thing

Ok well, a lot of my peeps have one of these blogs. Plus I seem to visit alot of scrapbookers blogs, so here I am. I hope I can consistently post and feel comfortable enough doing so. That's my whole problem with journaling--I never quite feel at ease doing it. I seem to be scared to write what exactly is in my head and in my heart. I wonder why that is. I could get all psychological on myself--what am I afraid of? Am I afraid of revealing my true self to others? Is it because I'm afraid of looking stupid? Am I afraid of something I write coming back to bite me in the behind? Am I afraid of facing what I'm really thinking or feeling? Hmmm. That's all too deep. Maybe it could me some of those reasons, maybe it could be all of them. I'm just gonna try this out and hopefully I can make it work. Who knows!? There could be this journaling/blogging fool that's just waiting to come out :)!