Call it the Adele Effect. Call it the Legacy Effect. Heck, call it a taxi. Doesn’t matter. It just feels really right to blog again. Because, you know, in my mind…I’ve blogged about a thousand tiiiiiiiiiimes.
I stopped writing two years ago, for a really good reason. Something was percolating, and I just didn’t want to be public about it. And it was so important and wonderful, and I just needed to be there. Instead of here. But today, my wonderful thing is off its training wheels. And I can let it go long enough to write a little something of my own. (Queen of Mixed Metaphors, sorry.)
What is my wonderful thing? An independent children’s book company that publishes the best-ever books for babies and toddlers. I got to help found and launch it. Love.
What made me realize I wasn’t finished with my dear ginnygram? Well, thinking that I needed to close down my stories to free up important interspace, I found a printer to bind up my blogs for posterity. The book arrived yesterday. I didn’t even remember half the stories. I loved reading them. I cracked myself up…and made myself cry.
But the real realizing wasn’t because of a what. It was because of a who. My long-ago boyfriend read the book and said I needed to repeat dial.
Thank you, my now-husband.
ginnygram 
THANK YOU to your now husband! I could not be happier that you’re back!!! ❤️
Something new to read with my morning coffee that doesn’t involve ISIS, Donald Trump or the Kardashians! YEA!!!!!!!!!!!! Looking forward to reading the archived stuff and the new postings.
Oh dear, and here I was, convinced that Donald Trump IS/WAS a Kardashian!
(Apologies. Miz Ginny’s clever prose hath inspired my inner smart-athth.)