This little blog of mine was born three years ago, on January 27th, 2004.
On January 26th, my sister said to me, “Why don’t you have a blog?” “Why don’t I?” I asked myself, and thus a(nother) blog came to be.
My husband said, “You should name it Finslippy.” “That’s an excellent idea,” I said, “and besides, it’s not like anyone who doesn’t know what Finslippy means would ever read it.”
A couple of years before, I had a dream in which I was asked to re-name dolphins. “Dolphin,” said the mysterious language people coming to me for advice, wasn’t evocative enough.
I thought for a minute. “Flipperpuppy?” I offered.
Too hard to say, they said.
“Finslippy, then,” I said, and they said, “Perfect.”
So there you are, all you people who’ve waited so long to know what the name means. It’s not as exciting as you had hoped for, I know.
I can’t even begin to say how much this blog has brought me: so much, and so much more than I ever could have expected. Thank you all for reading, and commenting, and being part of my life.