Who Makes a Good Blogger?

Two days ago, my husband told me that I should start a blog. He said I would make a good blogger. Yes, I am on the computer all of the time. Yes, I like to write. But, do I have anything to say that anyone else would like to read? I don't really think so. Yet, here I find myself writing my first blog.  

It's 12:12 a.m at the end of May in Fairbanks. The sun is out. I can hear kids playing outside downriver. Boats are driving by. And even if I close all the blinds and insert earplugs, there is still that one mosquito who insists on keeping me awake. Let's face it. It's summer in Alaska, and I can't sleep, so I might as well start a blog.