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Why do I blog?

There are many reasons why I blog.
1. It is fun
2. I can put many pictures/slideshows in one spot
3. My friends can keep up with things that are going on in my life
4. It is easy and accessible
5. If I'm somewhere and the internet is available I can show people my pictures
6. Way to show off my Baby doll---aka Connelly
7. I can link to other people's blogs and keep in touch without really keeping in touch
8. It makes me feel creative
9. This is my "scrapbook" --sorry baby doll you don't have a mommy that likes to do real scrapbooking
10. I LOVE IT-- Sometimes it is bad because I love it too much and will spend 2 hours doing it and looking at other people's when I need to be doing homework, cleaning or taking care of my family.

NOW TELL ME WHY YOU LIKE TO BLOG........

Comments

Angie said…
Kandy, I feel the same way. It does make you feel like you are being a good friend or family member because you can keep up with what is going on in fellow bloggers lives. I feel like I have been part of Connely's life even though I have really only physically held him once. I am so glad that you are a blogger.

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