Some days I just don't know.
Cryptic, I realize, but that's the thought that is in my mind right now. I just don't know. Anything.
Well -this I know. I suck at keeping up with two blogs. I created this one to do brain dumps of non-kid related stuff but the thing is, it feels odd to "dump and run". Out of context, all my "stuff" sounds trivial..or dramatic...or boring.
Out of context.
I would love to have a place to vent about anything and everything because I don't so much have that in my life. A safe place to vent. A place to show off that yes, I do actually have a brain in my head and it's a darn good one with valid thoughts, dreams, goals and opinions. Yes, there is Dakota and of course we talk about stuff but sometimes I wouldn't mind having a place where I could vent/discuss things with someone else. Or no one. A lot of people have friends at work to be a sounding board. Some stay at home moms have a built in network of friends they can get together with and vent (and drink). I don't. Mostly because the kids are with me always. It's a rare day, a rare moment when I am not with them. Out of necessity. Because Dakota is gone so much of the time and when she *is* home, I'd rather be spending time together as a family.
So a blog for venting, for well...bitching (for lack of a better term) would be a good outlet for me (and I love those bitchy "open letters" that people do. They look like fun!). But the reality is, it would have to be an anonymous place in order for me to feel safe enough to let it all out and let me again point out that I suck at keeping up with two blogs so adding another would be really not smart.
My intention always is to update this one at least every third day. Umm....hmmm...that didn't so much work out during March, did it? I see this blog sitting in my blogger dashboard and I think "I've got to go post something. But what? I have nothing that seems important enough to share." and so I think "Tomorrow. I'll do it tomorrow. I'll think of something really amazing."
And the weeks roll by. Go figure.
Maybe I need a writing assignment that is due at least once a week. I wonder if there is anything like that out there n blogland. You go to the site and there, sitting right there for the taking, is a topic. Those who wish to play can play. Wouldn't that be great?
Let's see....good topics might be:
Share with the class your best vacation memories.
Tell us about your favorite flowers and what you like about it.
A perfect day - what would it look like for you?
That's a thought, isn't it? Assigned topics. I'll have to give that some thought. In the mean time, for the 3 of you who actually stop by on a weekly basis to read, feel free to assign a topic to me. I'd be thrilled to have an assignment.
Tuesday, April 1, 2008
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3 comments:
Traci! This is so wild. I am indeed here. Email me at casey784 @ comcast.net
And...just an FYI this blog is struggling with less than often posts (I'm working on getting it going). My other blog is much more active; http://naptimechronical.blogspot.com/
Hope to talk with you soon.
somedays i have a hard enough time thinking of topics for my blog lol.
One fun thing might be to go back a year on your blog and write about what was going on a year ago compared to now?
I LOVE writing assignments, I'm the queen of writing assignments. When other kids rolled their eyes in class, I got out my pen and paper and couldn't wait to dig in.
Some of my favorites were:
Write about a "First." Your first kiss, first time you rode in a limo, first time you went on an amusement park, any first, or...
Write about a memorable scent from childhood, and the memories that rush forward from that scent. Like your mom baking bread, or stopping with your dad for gasoline, etc...
Another fun one is writing about an object that really means something to you, like a childhood stuffed animal, or figurine, how you acquired it and what gives it meaning.
As a parent, a fun writing assignment might be to write about what you think your children will be like as adults, and what memories will shape them.
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