Lately, I have found myself reading more blogs than writing in my own. The idiosyncrasies of other people’s lives is becoming more interesting to me and sometimes leaves me little inspiration to write about my own. Yet, while I admire the musings of my fellow bloggers, I ponder the thought of what other bloggers even think of me. I know that probably few people read my entries and that I write mainly for my own amusement. But I will not let that deter me from broadening my own horizons as a writer. I started this for several reasons: as an outlet for myself, as mediocre inspiration to those that may be going through what I’m going through, as a written chronicle of the constant entertainment my children obliviously provide. I hope others find it engaging, but if not, I will not be dissuaded from continuing on. If anything, I have provided my children with a means for re-living the chaos I so enjoy experiencing. After all, this is my journal, my diary if you will, for I have never been much for journaling the traditional way.
So on to my next rambling thought for today. Is it just me or are those parking lot carnivals truly some sort of demented nightmare come to life experiences? I actually get the chills when I see one. I don’t have a full on phobia about parking lot carnivals, I just can’t get the image of a ride-gone-bad out of my head. I graphically imagine one of those multi-seated spinning things coming unhooked and soaring through the air, feet dangling. Ugh. And bless her sweet precious heart, my baby sister wanted me to load my three year old boys up and take them for a fun-filled afternoon to experience the very things that make me cringe. Fortunately, I was able to let her down with a delicate ease, by claiming “Over my dead body.” She took it well, I think……
And finally, I hope everyone had a wonderful Mother’s Day. I spent my day child-less and it was great, which in and of itself seems oxy-moronic. But none the less, I had a wonderful day. Spent it with MY mom and my baby sister. We went to lunch, did a little shopping and took in a movie, “Ghosts of Girlfriends Past” to be exact. It was cute, not great by any means, but cute. I wasn’t in the mood to see “Obsessed”, which is what my sister wanted to see. I had to explain to her that I am on good terms with my STBE (soon to be ex). I don’t need to watch some dark movie about crazy things and crazy people that cause marital problems. So the sappy, romantic comedy it was.
All in all, it was a great day!
Take care and Happy Living All!
Monday, May 11, 2009
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Boy I've been doing the exact opposite...I've had no time to read and almost too tired to write my own. I think I'm in a funk. The best part about blogging is when you can find that great balance of writing about your life like you want AND connecting with people in the mean time.
I'm totally out of balance.
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