May I Introduce You To Mrs. Weasley
I've been married for more than seven years to my best friend. Up until a few weeks ago, I have been the only one in the house who has been blogging. And though she has put up a good fight, my wonderful wife has decided to give in to the pressure.
To make it easier on her, I've set her up with a blog here at Posterous.com. I even got all nerdy-crazy and customized the site layout to reflect her recently-acquired love of books. (She's read about 40 books since last August. Including the highly-overrated Story of Edgar Sawtelle. Thanks for nothing, Oprah Book Club.)
You see, she's not a big fan of computers. In fact, she hates them. With a red-headed passion. (Unless it involves harvesting her Farmville blueberries until the wee hours of the morning.) She stopped complaining about our collection of Mac computers after she read somewhere that John Krazinski loves Apple products. But despite her adoration of all-things-Jim-Halpert, this did little to soften her heart towards technology. I'm hoping that Posterous' super-easy blogging tools will be a good fit for her, because I am seriously looking forward to "[reading] the words that are coming out of [her] mouth."
Although she is not nearly as funny (or humble) as I am, her bones and brain tissue are filled with much hilarity. (And yes, Frau. Thems is fighting words.)
She originally wanted the site to be called The Angry Elf. While this seemed a good fit due to her 5'2" height, it was replaced last night with Mrs. Weasley. Ever since I read all seven of the Harry Potter books this summer, I have been affectionately calling her "Weasley," because of her flowing red hair and 1.3e7 freckles.
And so it is my pleasure to introduce the world to Mrs. Weasley.
(I love you, Jenny. Good luck out there.)
