Being a total nOOb in this ‘blogging’ thingy and reading about the Nikon shitstorm at BlogHer09, makes me want to state a few “disclaimers” for you, my imaginary friends!
Let me say it now. If dumping my random thoughts, opinions, and twisted experiences online helps me get my kids to DisneyWorld any quicker, you can go ahead and bet your ass that I’ll do it.
In addition, I will most definitely cuss a blue steak on this here blog – cause guess who’s paying for it? Uh, that would be ME!
What is this all about anyway? You just can’t win, some days.
SIMMAH DAHN NAH
Sometime, I wonder if my kids realize and resent what they are missing during the summer. Even though they are only 3 and 5, they don’t have the luxury of a lazy summer afternoon or going swimming whenever they want. Sometimes I think about what life would be like if I didn’t work 8 to 5, M to F.
I am an older mommy, which is to say – I had kids in my mid-thirties. I was all about my job, it defined me. When I was pregnant with my son, I cried because I was afraid that I wouldn’t be able to love him as much as I loved my dogs. I didn’t believe my life would change that much – it was just one more person living in our house. Boy, did that change in a heartbeat the first time I saw his face.
I cried for weeks when I went back to work and took him to daycare. I visited everyday at lunch just to hold him and love on him.
What kind of person would he be if he stayed home with me?
Why should I blog about my boring life? The boring life I LOVE, may I add.
- Perhaps because I want a record of my fleeting, Adult ADD, profound (hmm) thoughts for my sweet kids ages 3 and 5?
- Perhaps because I am turning 39ish this year?
- Perhaps because I started following some amazing, kind, hilarious people a few months ago – who are just like me, going through the same, things, drink as much as I do. . .
Nah, I think it’s because I want a safe place to bitch about my mother-in-law, my husband is tired of listening.
Anyhoo, I am still wondering, “if you blog and nobody follows you, does a tree fall in the forest?”
