today, I am a woman. I mean, today I have been blogging for one year. and this is funny because:
1. up until july of 2004, I was ignorant of all computer ways. I didn't even know how to turn one on. for reals.
2. I teased ward mercilessly when he started his own blog back in november of 2004. dude, are you checking your stats AGAIN? are you listening to me or are you thinking about what you're going to write on your blog tonight? threats were made. empty threats that I could not back up, threats that forced the wardomatic to choose between his blog and his wife. I really didn't understand it. so yes, many words were eaten the day I started my own blog-- many, many words. still eating all the words.
3. I hate the word blog. blog. BLOG. it's a little foghornish, I think. and people tend to associate it with a certain degree of nerdiness, dorkiness. perhaps I have just outed myself as a huge blog dork by even knowing (and recognizing) the date of which I first started blogging, but whatever. there's also a condescending tone people take when they talk about blogs and bloggers-- not unlike the one you hear when pet rocks and mood rings are the subject of conversation. or rubik's cubes or leg warmers or any other kooky pop culture craze that we like to use to identify the decades. for the longest time, I couldn't even bring myself to admit that I had a blog. I would go out of my way to avoid using the word in any sort of conversation or within the context of my writing. I couldn't stand the idea of a word like 'blog' cheapening the deep sense of release I felt each time I posted something. BUT I LOVE BLOGGING. actually, what I really love is the fact that I'm writing again on a regular basis. so all you people out there that love to poo poo all over it, go right ahead. poo away. no one is forcing you to read.
4. I never expected anyone to read. furthermore, I never expected to care. turns out I do. and with that, I challenge all blurkers out there to de-blurk. leave me some words and we will be best friends FOR LIFE. we can braid each other's hair and laugh at all the funny people in the world. all because you took a chance and de-blurked.
lisa, this is not my official 'why we blog' piece, though I do believe it's a beginning. I'm deep in this blogging joint and I'm a little afraid to admit just how much. it deserves more time than I have and there are too many fantastic people to write about and the park is calling out to me and my ansy tribe of kidlets. but just for fun, here's my first post. and I still go back and read this one. and this one. and this one. also, I will be switching it up this year in ways I can't yet reveal.
and something else I've always wanted to get off my chest: it has come to my attention that my exclusive use of lower-case letters comes off as sickeningly cute and collegiate. for all interested (and annoyed) readers, this habit was born out of necessity: I often found myself on the computer while breastfeeding ezra. one hand typed, while the other cradled ezra and it was just easier to leave out most of the caps. the habit stuck and I admit, I've come to dig the aesthetic.
okay, well-- I feel better now.
leave me some words, yo. sounding desperate, I know. but 365 days of blogging will do that to a girl.