I wasn't sure how best to start, so I harkened back to 2nd grade where I was told that every good composition needs an introduction. However, having an introduction would mean that I knew what I would be writing about or could at least narrow it down to one subject. Sadly, I find it impossible to name a common motif that will unify the postings. I suppose it could be me relating my adventures as the self-appointed traffic avenger, alternately cooing and cursing my 2 month old, who is currently making his opinions about being left in a crib for a nap very well known (he hates it with the intensity of a thousand suns), getting maudlin about growing up and growing old, my hatred of parents groups... I have a lot of ideas. Whether they're any good remains to be seen.

So the introduction is out of the way, albeit rather unsatisfactorily. To answer any further topline questions, I'll employ another elementary school concept- the 5 Ws. From the top:

The Who: Me, Alison Maruca, who has a Husband named Beveridge (last name -quite a hit with all of my guy friends, the few I have left), a curiously small golden retriever named Maggie and a 2 month old baby boy named Aidan.
The What: a random assortment of thoughts and ideas that may or may not prove to be interesting to other people (See intro for little to no illumination)
The Where: Summertime in San Francisco which is proving to be quite pleasant this year. Must be global warming.
The When: During non-existent naps, when I can wrest the computer away from my husband, when I'm not sleeping
The Why: Because while attempting to entertain a baby appears to be some women's raison d'etre, I am quite bored with it at times.
The How: This is the part that stumps me. What do the professionals do? Do they spend all day composing or is it an off-the-cuff sort of thing. I'm betting it's the former- they just don't want you to think it's the latter. Are blogs meant to be autobiographical or fictional memoirs? Do most people post every day? I tend to function much better in environments with rules and regulations. This is probably why I will never make millions and why motherhood is not a natural state for me.

Wow, the baby stopped screaming. This could mean he's back asleep or he could be holding his breath to punish me for letting him cry it out. We'll find out in an hour. There's no way I'm going in there and risking a premature awakening. If that happens I'll have to pick him up which in turn means I CAN NEVER PUT HIM DOWN.

In conclusion, this is my blog.