Bloggy McBloggerson
Carol tagged me with this blogging meme. I would link to her, but she doesn’t want the likes of you reading her intimate thoughts. I’m kidding. She doesn’t know you or else she would totally let you read her blog. I’m tagging all of you. So there.
1. Why did you start a blog?
I believe it was my undying love for my Nike + iPod that inspired me to start blogging this time around, back when I only had a myspace page. If you want to go waaaay back to when Lena and Liberty were babies, I started that because I had been active on the iParenting message boards and one of the moderators asked me if I wanted to start a “web diary” about breastfeeding twins. I’d always kept a journal, and they promised me a bound copy of it when I was finished, so I agreed. That was in September of ‘99 when I had dial-up and didn’t know about the glories of Trolls. In fact, at the first sign of a Troll who wanted to criticize me for breastfeeding toddlers, I pretended the girls weaned and high-tailed it out of there. I never did receive my bound copy that I was promised. That was also before I had read Operating Instructions by Anne Lamott and The Big Rumpus by Ayun Halliday, and realized that there was this whole other way of writing about our precious, precious babies so we wouldn’t come off as vapid lobotomy patients. I realized I could keep my horrible personality intact while writing about my life and it wouldn’t mean I hated my children. That knowledge would have come in handy back in 1999.
2. Why do you continue to blog? I continue to blog in an effort to keep my navel-gazing narcissism from spilling out all over my children. Hopefully. Also, ads would be nice, but it doesn’t look like that’s going to happen. So now I have to pretend I don’t want to sell out by having ads on my site.
3. Do you have a blogmother/blogfather? That would be Dawn, of course. She shamed me into encouraged me to start a real blog over here instead of at myspace. And she set this whole thing up and fixes every little thing that goes wrong with it. For free! Just because she can. She’s awesome. You should hire her to do stuff for you.
4. Any downside to blogging?
Blogger’s block.
5. Do your ‘real world’ friends know that you blog?
My Columbus real world friends read my blog. But I think there are just a few readers from my pre-Columbus days. If I know you in the real world and you haven’t commented before, let me know you’re there. It’s fun! Otherwise, it’s just creepy that you know me and I know you, and you read my blog but I don’t know it. Stalker!
July 22nd, 2008 at 5:49 pm
Blerg. I made you do this stupid Q&A and then everyone scrammed, so I feel obligated to comment.
But, seriously, as former creepy lurker, I heartily endorse coming out of the shadows and leaving a comment. It’s only weird for a minute and all the cool kids are doing it.
July 22nd, 2008 at 7:09 pm
I really want to comment, but then I go blank. See. Like now.
July 22nd, 2008 at 8:11 pm
I know, Carol! Thanks a lot.
@Tracey, even blank comments are welcome. *sigh* I’m all warm inside now.
July 22nd, 2008 at 9:41 pm
Love The Big Rumpus!! Glad you blog so I can laugh anytime I want!! You are funny! We missed you today.
July 22nd, 2008 at 10:13 pm
I just love your blog. You make me laugh and are just so cool and I wish I was just like you. (Really!) If I lived in Columbus, we would just be the best of friends, except that I could never live there since I hate Ohio State. Enough not to live there, unlike some people I know…
July 23rd, 2008 at 7:29 am
@Jennifer, thanks for commenting! I’m LOLing about the OSU comment. I often picture my husband on his death bed lamenting the fact that we loved Columbus so much. I don’t think he’ll ever get over his mixed feelings.
@Kristen, how’s that blueberry buckle coming? I missed you guys too. Is the blueberry buckle done yet?
July 24th, 2008 at 12:14 pm
Love, Love, Love your blog…please continue until technology evolves again and we’re built with microchips in our heads and a screen on our bellies….
And by the way…I guess I just don’t get into sports stuff that much…but just because you live in Ohio, doesn’t mean you have to LOVE Ohio sports, does it? If so, that should mean I could have shipped my older brother to Flordia because he LOVED the Dolphins so much - but he’s still here, dammit.