Writers Write. Always

Sometimes you just lose it. Last night I wanted to chuck the whole blog and return to my old-school journaling: In a book, on paper, which I still do, though not as much as I used to.

I changed my mind I guess.

I worked out twice in the span of 24 hours -- yeah, that's a big deal for me. So out of shape I am. But, exercise clears your head. I decided I need the blog. For me. There are many reasons, but mainly it's just to share what's going on with our family and friends across the miles. And, to document Annabelle's funny, interesting and amazing journey through childhood. I also use it to think out loud. My friend Gina called it stream-of-consciousness, which made me laugh. It's not my intent to be that random (or tedious!), but I suppose I am at times. Andy, when he posts (after my badgering him -- usually!), is much more point-driven.

I write because I've always written -- for as long as I can remember. I haven't always shared it online, but I find it freeing in some ways to just put this stuff out there -- to be open about my thoughts and feelings, my fears as a parent and as a human being, and who I am.

So I shall soldier on. This little blog doesn't see too much traffic -- about 15 a day, on average. I always appreciate the readers, but I've come to realize that it is for me that I write this blog -- even if nobody but me reads it or cares.

Gina had a patient the other day who said, "I don't live in your world, I'm just visiting." If you're still out there, I thank you for coming by and reading -- and for taking a step -- albeit briefly -- into my world.

Because it's not a blog by me without a (seemingly) random thought, I'll let the "Bosom Buddies" theme song, er, Billy Joel, do the rest of the talking. Dedication across the miles: To Jen who loved Peter Scolari!

Yesterday's News

So the mad rant is over. At the time I wrote the yesterday's entry I was livid. So was Andy. But I've come down from the edge to realize that if Pensacola Poster wants to believe that I am, "sick" for taking an interest in my child's toys; or that I "need help"**, for worrying she'll be kidnapped at a public park, SO BE IT. Go ahead and leave all the rude remarks you want and feel free to do it anonymously -- we'll restore that function just for you, because you seem to need the outlet. Making other people feel bad must make you feel good. We don't want to deprive you of that.

Instead, we choose forgiveness and not holding a grudge.

'Tis all.

** Another gem from another time from the same poster on the same computer, but different state. **

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Annabelle's phrase of yesterday was "I can't want to" -- a variation on the classic, "I can't like it." She's so very funny.

I am taking her to the gym with me when she wakes up, where, I will, worry the entire time she's at the kid's program.

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Did You Get the Memo?

Re: The NBA
I love Inside the NBA on TNT. Charles, Ernie and Kenny. The Rockets sent the Trailblazers fishin '! Yeah!

Re: Photography
I'd been looking for this rather excellent article for a while. Boy do I know some of the let's-talk-about-our-equipment-rather-than-use-it types! Seven Levels of Photographers

Re: This website
I am going to be making some changes in the near future. I want to change blogging software, so the look of this site will probably change. Though I want to avoid it looking too bloggish. We'll see. Blogger is great, but it doesn't have some of the features I am looking for right now. So anyway, be on the lookout, ye three people who actually read this blog. Oh, and Anonymous, who loves to make nasty comments -- you too.

Re: Annabelle
We spent hours in the pool today. She's a little water baby. So funny and adorable and unique and precious.