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peeking around the corner
By heather | September 26, 2007
I have stage fright. I checked my stats for this site today and realized that there are people out there reading it. Like, more people than just my mom. And Brett, who reads me for his lunchtime entertainment and probably also to get some much needed insight into his crazy wife.
Come to think of it, my mom probably is not reading anymore because I’ve taken to some liberal cursing. Mom - I’ll just call and tell you when I post pictures.
So, um, hi readers (tosses shoe like Mr. Rogers).
Now that there are readers, I no longer know what to write about. I’ve gotten up in front of the room and forgot my dance. If you’re reading, I should be writing about more important things than my hair. Interesting, deep, and politically motivated things, or even nature, health, wealth or home-type things.
If I waited for those types of entries to form in my head though, y’all would be sitting here staring at a blank page. Or a baby picture. Somehow this was easier when I just wished I had readers (and also before I figured out how to turn on the stats.)
I read so many great blogs every day that sometimes I feel like I have nothing to add to blogworld. One day soon, I will get around to linking to all those awesome bloggers. Some of my best entries come when I wake up and write before I see what everyone else is writing about, when I’m alone with my thoughts. (Or when I’ve been drinking.) But! At the very least, even when I’m not brilliant everyday, writing here has become the journal I’ve been meaning to start since I was 16. And the blog has brought me some nice surprises.
After I wrote about the spiders, Brett took it as a personal affront that I was implying he was lazy or happy to live with spiders in our bed and on Saturday I turned around to find him cleaning out the windows. (Which are now spotless by the way.) He appeared to have hurt feelings after my passive/aggressive and truly unintentional bashing in blogland. I assured him that I hadn’t meant it that way at all, it was just something I was thinking about and it wasn’t meant to be an attack on his motivation. We both came away happy (OCD Heather got clean windows and Sad Brett got props for doing it.)
I got way more votes than I expected on Alex’s Halloween costume, not to mention laughed myself silly over the pictures. Votes were a pretty even split between the skunk and the monkey. Winnahs will be announced just before the big 1st birthday bash/costume party which I have yet to plan. Losing costumes have been returned to the store so some other mom who wasn’t as grabby as me might have a chance to handsomely outfit her kid.
After I wrote about quitting my job, I was all of a sudden 100% sure that it was what I was supposed to do. Most of the time my brain feels like it has a superball whizzing around inside it. Even though I am convinced that I could solve all my problems if I could only tap into my intuition (so much so that I bought a dreamy, ethereal book on how to do it - ha) I can rarely quiet down enough to listen.
I’ve Internet-met and started conversations with some other secret awesome blog powers.
And I’ve created something for Alex that will let him know what I was really thinking about and who I really am, not some happy-faced chipper scrapbook with cheery borders and stamps and stickers. (Although, I will eventually have one of those too, in case I decide that even at 21 he is not old enough to handle my thoughts uncensored and hey kid here’s your footprint.)
Anyway, thanks for hangin.
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December 1st, 2008 at 6:40 pm
Nice and usefull post, thanks, this is one for my bookmarks!