I've never blogged before. Can you tell? Wait, don't answer that. Here's what I've discovered after about twenty minutes and one post. Names are awkward. I refuse to call my husband DH. I don't really want to use his name, because he's a private kind of guy. I thought about calling him Pillar of Strength, but that has a truly unfortunate acronym. But to keep calling him "my husband" is sure awkward. I suddenly understand why Malboro Man and Mommy Scratches exist. I mean, why their pseudonyms exist. Oh, never mind.
I think we'll go with the Winemaker. Because Vitner and Enologist both sound kind of stuffy.