I can't believe I'm doing this.

I distinctly remember the first time someone told me to "go to there blog and check out their life". I was at a wedding, (ah the joy of seeing old friends, and the annoyance of running into people you usually try to avoid.) Go to your what? You want me to go on the internet and read about your LIFE? The idea was insulting and I instantly vow, with a fake southern smile plastered on my face: “I will never have a blog.” Conceit defined. So why, I’m asking myself even as I write….am I doing this….?