So Just How Many Times Can Something Be Resurrected?

That's right. When I slam a door on all my friends in one electronic medium, I open another. I'm resurrecting my blog.

You know, trolling back through some of my posts to this blog from the past, I remember just how much I liked writing it. And even though I enjoyed the comments from readers (I still get comments from strangers about my post concerning the poor customer service of West Elm) I really only ever wrote it for my enjoyment.

That kind of sounds self-indulgent..and it is. But it will make me happy (happier?) again, so here goes.