My first post

There are days when I decide to DO something, and it does appear that EVERYONE and EVERYTHING around me conspires to block me from it. Today it was wireless keyboard problems and then wireless mouse problems. Then I just went to do another project. The aforementioned peripherals are working fine now, but I cannot even begin to tell you how or why, and I suspect it was the universe testing my resolve. I am unperturbed. I am here, DOING this anyway. Chalk up a point for me.

    I know I'm not the only one who experiences this, and there are tons of people online being coaches and inspirational figures who offer untold mounts of advice regarding how to overcome these days. I'm not going to do that. I'm just going to write this post and see if I can figure out how I want to format it.

    This entry will just remain here as my first post ever, forever. 

    What is my blog going to be about? It's going to be about me, and well anyone else I decide to spotlight. I write plenty of long, wordy entries on my Facebook page. They can certainly be blog posts, and I can certainly write a blog as well as anyone else can.

    I do lots of things from crafting to cooking to mechanics and woodworking. I am very creative and pretty energetic, too. I will talk about my cerebral brush with death extensively, in order hopefully that I may purge myself of the emotional demons it has instilled into me. 

    I will write about my friends and family and pets. I will write about my life journey, both from the past and into the future. I will just write what comes to mind, and why not? It's a "thing" right now. Very fashionable and nothing to ignore. People want to be remembered. There is nothing new or shameful about that. People were writing and publishing their thoughts and ideas long before the internet age. Those people certainly wanted credit for their efforts, and I daresay we all of us want to "earn our living" from something that we love and enjoy doing. 

    This is just a generic post, though to tell my story today. This morning I decided to start this blog, because I own my own domain, yes jennapher.com is mine. I decided to buy it several years ago, because it's my name and has been since before I was born. It sounds just like the Jennifer of the billions of others, but it looks different. I have always been okay with that. There's your first encounter with how I believe myself to be separate and different than the other kids, even if I fully recognize that I'm not -- really. I see the subtle differences between us all, but honestly, snark aside, I believe that we all have far more commonalities than differences. Raise your hands if you're a Slayer fan! 

    I'm leaving this debut post now to learn some formatting and maybe upload some images.

Later.