How is winter treating everyone?
I’m overdosing on the vitamin D I used to be afraid of taking and getting out in the sun whenever I get the chance. I thought it was working out okay, but man, for such a short month February is so long. I’ve noticed from my Timehop app that I’m usually struck with the urge to wander by January and then I go a touch crazy in February and then The Barkeep sets me free in March. He’s not keeping me caged or anything, but I believe in a solid relationship both partners need to contribute and both partners need to agree on how to use said contributions. Blah. Being a grown up is stifling. (Simmer down, stay at home parents, you ARE contributing.) Soon, very soon, all the pieces will fall into place and I’ll follow the sun.
The Barkeep is no longer a barkeep, by the way. More to come on that subject another day.
I’ve been working on a lot of blogs, but as some of you have mentioned, none have made it to the published page yet. I’m feeling pretty “meh” about most of them, but I want to keep writing, so here is this update. I thought it would be fun to do a blog project. You can send me ideas, things you’ve always wanted to try or just things you’d like to see someone else try, and I will document my experience. You’ll have to give me time for each project because of those stifling grown up responsibilities, but I think it would be a fun way to gather material when I’m feeling the occasional writer’s block.
I’m going to do everything the internet tells me to do. And write it down. So, pretty much the opposite of what I tell my kids to do.
Speaking of which, the reason I actually sat down to write. I just read a blog about all the things parents need to stop doing. This one was actually pretty good compared to most, but it included the inevitable, “stop taking so many pictures of your kids.” So many blog posts tells me to stop taking pictures, stop posting pictures, which pictures are acceptable and which ones to delete or never take in the first place.
I get it. We need to be in the present. We need to experience the moment. Maybe I’m just excellent at multi-tasking, because I have never felt not present because I recorded a moment. Sometimes I feel more present because my focus is completely on that moment.
Does every single photo need shared to social media? Nah. Can you share it anyway? Damn skippy. Maybe your mom wants to see it. Maybe you want it to pop up on your Timehop app next year. (I swear they’re not paying me for this blog.) Maybe you just don’t give a f…ig who wants to look at it. That’s your picture, babe, post it.
So, don’t do everything the internet tells you to do, Or do. Do whatever you want.
But first, tell me what you want me to do.