kit or caboodle?

What do I post for this  entry?   Should I change the name of the blog---it is a bit confusing to the modern mind most likely.  I have batted around a dozen names for this blog, wondering if I was biting off more than I could, or should, chew.  The idea appealed, then waned as my self-doubts set in.  They have a way of doing that, don't they?  Like snakes doubt slithers into a person's consciousness, insidiously, then  curl and wait to make their strike on a person's emotional, inner self.  Unless a person is firmly situated that strike takes its toll.
          At the beginning  this blog was an exciting goal, but as time went by I was filled with those  negative thoughts---"What on earth do I think I am doing?  I am not able to write enough to hold people's interest in a blog!  Who would want to read the ramblings of my brain?"   Then I had a "friend" who verbally questioned my writing abilities, so that inserted another negative wedge to the idea.
         I am always thinking of things to write.  Sometimes it is about my way of life(a farm wife), or grandmothering, or the turkeys that cross the road,  qualities of people that I love, or maybe not so much.  On and on, that is the way my mind works.  The best ideas come when I am "empty-headed," the mental me not in gear.  I already keep a journal, so this effort won't qualify as that.  It will be just stuff that pops up, out of my whole "kit and kanoodle."
           I nearly decided this was a bad idea, and then my closest fans ( my children) encouraged sufficiently and put me back on the track.  Since this started as a read by invitation type blog I know I will be encircled by friendly people.  However, I am not sure just who to invite.  I do want your comments and please don't think it is necessary to be praiseworthy.  At least four of you are English teachers, retired or active, but I know you won't have that red pencil poised in hand.  For that I thank you.  Some of you enjoy writing yourself and I love reading what you write.  I hope you will feel the same about this.  And so, here I am.
              Now I am wondering if I posted this, or something similar, earlier.  So goes the aging brain.