Rubber Ducky, your the one

Fine! I finally have a blog. It took me a while to decide whether I wanted one. (We'll ignore that internal debate for now.) While I was debating, my procrastination exercise of choice was dithering over the design of my blog.

First, I played with designing my own. Then I got impatient and wasted time searching for the perfect, free, pre-made template.

So here it is. A rubber ducky theme.

So what's the significance of the rubber ducky, you ask?

My sister is 12 years older than me. Meaning she went off to college at the same time that I entered first grade. For years, her image of me was frozen in time. The joke was that, in her mind, I wasn't quite old enough for a rubber ducky. Not at 12. Not at 16. Not at 21.

She finally got me my first rubber ducky for my college graduation, forever cementing in my mind an association between rubber duckies and "commencements."

Thus commences the blog of Trish del Fish.