500th post

This is my 500th post (just in case you missed the title of this post). When I first started I worried that I would run out of things to say, but I've realised that is no big deal. If I can't think of anything to blog about,  I don't.  When I first started writing it I didn't think I'd get any readers and can still remember the thrill I had when I got a comment from some one I didn't know. 

There are things I steer clear of blogging about. Steve isn't keen that I mention his family, so I try not to do that too much. I try not to slag people off,  I just compose hate filled posts in my head instead.

I know that I'm not a blogging superstar, that I'm not going to get a book deal but I can't imagine not blogging now. I do love my little blog, it is something of my very own.

Why do you like blogging?