why not?

My wife recently told me to stop passing out the address to her blog to the general public. Her words "get your own blog" hit me like water to a duck's back. Then, later, my father was telling me about reading his mother's letters, and how wonderful it was to have them, thus the pang of guilt once again surfaced about my not keeping any sort of written journal since my mission, so I think I'll start writing it here- might as well somewhere.

I'm pretty sure I'll be typing these entries when I'm in my "I don't care about grammar or punctuation mood", since that mood always accompanies the "I feel like writing this" mood, and the latter cannot exist without the former.