Wherein we have A New Start, and some Introductions

I love starting a new blog. Everything is so clean, the page is so white, so empty...the damn cursor blinking at you for days as you try to figure out what to write...GAH!

 Okay, let's start over, shall we? I'm known in various small corners of the internet as Thistle, or commonthistle. Why? Because my real name (Brandie) is a 70's stripper name. Also, I like thistles, and think they are beautiful, and my personality matches them. So it works for me.

 A bit about me: I love to read, and write, and game on my pc. Sometimes I combine all of those at once, and I have a blog based on a game. Nerdy? Yep, I own it. I also knit (used to crochet), spin, stitch, sew, and do woodburning. I have a business, The One String, full of hand dyed yarns and fibers. I have a degree in Botany, though I think I've forgotten it all. Sure looks nice on my wall, though. I can't keep a houseplant alive for anything. I'm sarcastic and mean to the people I like, and very polite to those I don't. Is that backwards? I also have a great love of exclamation points.

 A bit about the family:
 Husband: He's older than me by four years, making him completely ancient. He's super-intelligent, very very tall, brews beer, and puts up with me. I think he even likes me sometimes!

 Oldest: The firstborn, The Steady One. He has moved out, and lives about a five hour drive from me now. Great sense of humor, cute as a button (though currently with a beard that horrifies me), and ladies, he's single! He'll kill me if he ever reads that, too.

 Bird: My only girl, and The Mean One. Oh, don't worry, she knows that, and takes a perverse pride in it. She can also belch louder than anyone I've ever met. She's gorgeous, smart, and a bit of a sociopath. She's also married recently to....

 The Birdman (see how that makes sense?): My son-in-law. We like him because he's hilarious, cute, and fits right in with our rather twisted family. He also treats the Bird like a princess, and that is good.

 Golden Boy: my third, and only blonde. He is The Funny One, which may or may not get him killed one day. I hope not, but you never know. He's always cracking jokes, no matter how much you want him to be serious, and can do impressions that make you think you're in the room with the person. 

Baby: Bet you can guess that he's the youngest...and The Bloodthirsty One. His favorite toys have always been weapons. From the time he was four, when people would meet him, they'd ask me if I watched Dexter, and tell me I need to. Well, what can you do? He's not that little any more, nearly taller than me, but will always be my baby. At least I rarely call him Pooper any more. (Seriously! This kid used to poop more than anyone I've ever met! He totally earned the name).

 I also have a dog, a cat, and chickens. I'll tell you all about them next time. Ah, don't act like you aren't looking forward to it! We both know you are.