Saturday, November 04, 2006

The Art of Blogging

Over a month between blogs. That’s definitely new for me! Funny thing is I’ve been writing blogs in my head for a while now on what I’d put up once I got to a computer where I could post. In fact I’m writing this in Word, so I can email it to myself and post it really quick this afternoon on my way home.

I’ve been reading other people’s blogs a lot lately. While I’ve been reading, I few things about blogging have really stuck out to me. The main thing is the type of blogger some people are versus the type of blogger I am, so I’ve been thinking of a list. I am not the type of blogger…
…who can type about one random event that may or may not even give you insight into me and my life. When I write, I tell you what’s going on with me. My blog is about me and what’s around me. A lot happens.
…who can make everyday occurrences funny. I just write about what’s going on. If it strikes you as funny, good. Often my life is boring, so my blog is boring!
…who can be mysterious and elusive, so that my readers have no idea what I’m talking about. I have a lot of friends who blog like that. They have an issue and they dance around it and don’t put it out there. I can’t do that. I did in college, and that type of blogging can get one in trouble.
…who can write something worthwhile enough to elicit lots of comments or people discussing my blog in real life. I’m just not that interesting nor do I write mind blowing commentary.

I’m just someone who writes about me, and I don’t do it because I’m so self-centered. I do it, so people I’ve gone to college with can catch up on me without picking up the phone and so I can get my thoughts out. When I go home, I have no one to share my day with, and I’m not one of those people who can just tell it all to the dog. I’m not dumb. He doesn’t have a clue what I’m talking about! In fact, all he really cares about is if I play with him! I need to know there’s a chance that someone will hear me. In college and sometimes here, there were whole weekends where I would have no interaction with humans (well at least not ones that I could have discussions with). I would not talk except to myself (mildly…ya know like when you are looking for something and say, now where is that?) or thank the person in the drive thru. The weeks after those weekends I would drive my friends and family crazy because I would finally get to use my voice and would just overflow with discussion. Yeah, that’s how this blog entry is going to be. I haven’t “talked” in so long, and I have so much to tell my audience…. And when I say “audience” I know most of you don’t read my blog; you just come here to get the links to everyone else’s blog. It’s ok. Happy to help.

I’ve decided to do a topical update on my life, so you can scroll to the area that interests you and skip the stuff you don’t care about. Wouldn’t it be easier if I’d do this when you talk to me in person? Then my rambling wouldn’t be so bad.

I love my puppy! I dropped him off to get fixed today…well he wasn’t broken, but you know. He is so great to come home to, and having him at home has made me work more reasonable hours. Now I come it at 7am and stay until 4:15pm (except the two days I stay until 5pm). Good hours for me. I’m also not taking as much home. I think that’s an accomplishment. Anyways – this is the dog section! I didn’t realize how attached he was to me until Mom and Dad came, and he hated it when I left him outside with Dad to run into the apartment to get something. I didn’t think I’d have such a bond with him so fast. He’s just so special and such fun to have. I don’t feel so lonely anymore. I don’t fall into despair about being alone so much. OK, he is a bit high maintenance though…I’ve already have to take him to the Pet ER and another time to have vomiting induced. I’m told he’s being a normal, curious puppy… (update after I wrote this: he slept on me all Friday afternoon/night. What a change! He's up to his normal hyper hijinx now though, so I'm having to try to stop him from jumping off of furniture and such. Something tells me he'd be mad if his stitches got ripped...)

Yeah, still single and still looking, but I’m looking more skeptically now. I try to see myself through the eyes of the guys I’m checking out, and all I do is realize I’m not getting checked out, nor is what they are seeing all that great. The one possible “crush” for lack of a better word elicited this line from a friend, “so nipple ring isn’t a deal breaker, how’s ‘3-year-old daughter’ for ya?” Yeah, that would be the deal breaker. No real prospects though. People I’d like to be prospects? Always. Sometimes I think for me to be loved, I have to actually love myself. Other times I feel like for God to bless me with someone significant in my life, I have to fully be “right” with Him first. If not, I don’t deserve something that good to happen. Sometimes I just sit down and think it has nothing to do with me loving me or me being right with God and everything to do with my appearance and annoying habits I have and me being an annoying person in general. I talk to much. I don’t always dress great or wear makeup. I most certainly don’t always say the most socially acceptable things. I am always looking for approval. I used to be told I was so mature for my age. Maybe I’ve “matured out” and now I’m acting my age… I hate acting my age. I always want to seem older than I am because I don’t want people to think I can’t be something or do something because of how old I am. Oops, I’m not staying true to my topic. I moved on to “me bashing” which I didn’t intend to be a topic.

Parents were in town recently. Apparently I got super stressed because I broke out in hives. Ouch. It was good to see them though. Katelyn continues to be so loving and so sweet. If I can’t have a kid (other than a puppy), she’s a pretty great little substitute. I’m eager to get to be there to do fun stuff with her, so she doesn’t feel forgotten when the new baby comes. Although I can’t wait for my new niece or nephew! Maybe with this one I won’t gag when they sit up… Yeah right! I’m going to GA for Thanksgiving, and my baby will be at the Petshotel. Hope that goes well. LaRae and I’s bow stuff is going pretty well. The last show was great, so I’m hoping that’s a good sign.

I think I’ll put this as the final topic in my forever long post. Church is good. Nursery volunteers have come through, and I’ve been able to make the schedule work out. The ski trip got cancelled. Yes, I cried. I don’t have a family to go on vacation with me, so that was my chance to get away and go somewhere other than “home” to GA. It was a huge disappointment. I’m just hoping we’ll go again soon. I LOVE to ski. I’m not that great, but there’s something about it that’s so amazing! I actually asked around about a church with a good singles’ group and talked to someone from Lewisville C of C. I might go there on Sunday or Wednesday nights. It feels like such a betrayal to go somewhere else and split my loyalty to VRCC. VRCC has become a family to me, but it’s not totally meeting my spiritual needs. I think having people in the faith that are single and going through the same things I am going through, so that we can fellowship together is a spiritual issue. I know we don’t have the singles’ for a group at VRCC, but I also need a place to go that realizes that (please don’t hate me for saying this) college students and single, young professionals are NOT the same group! Once you graduate from college, there’s a big change that happens. I need people who worry about paying the rent and work issues and such, not people who worry about their next club social or intramural sports! I know I’m over characterizing the two groups, but please think about the difference between you when you left college and started your first job and a college freshman or sophomore. Admit it…there’s a big difference. Trying to force these two groups together and calling it a singles’ group isn’t going to work. Sorry. Oh yeah, I’ll set off my soap box now. Church is good.

Life is good right now. Are there little hitches and things that aren’t so great, well yeah. Do I always get over it? Yes. I better run. If you made it this far…awesome! Sorry this wasn’t funny or really insightful. When I can finally afford internet at home, and I can post more regular, maybe I can become one of the bloggers listed above. Until then…be prepared to be bored some more.

1 comment:

  1. I won't post long, because I've said all of these things before and I'm not really the person you need to hear this from. There is nothing wrong with you! I am thankful for your willingness to talk as much as you do (the weekly Wednesday trip to Terry's would be awkwardly quiet if I had to do the talking). You are beautiful and special, inside and out. I've never once found you annoying. You are loved deeply by the friends and family you have around you, as well as the God that made you. Okay, off the soapbox. I'm glad that you are feeling happy and are back to blogging (you were missed).