Friday, May 21, 2010

Why not?

Oh my, where to begin? I haven't blogged before because I seriously question why anyone would be interested in what I have to write! Aside from the occasional feasting on rodent and stumbling upon baby wild animals in my yard, my life mainly consists of mopping floors and changing poops. I don't have an amazing camera that takes beautiful pictures. My kids almost always have dirty faces and hands. Their clothes are usually inside out or backwards.

In my friends' blogs, their kids are either portrait-ready, or naked and dirty, yet still somehow looking ethereal and fairy-like. When my kids are naked and dirty, they just look like dirty, naked kids. Like Appalachian, New-Deal era, naked, dirty kids. Like you just want to write a check and send a missionary. I mean, they're happy. They love their life! I'm just saying that my iPhoto tells a different story.

But, alas, I will humble myself...or is it the more bold? Anyhow, I'm a blogger now.

My other hold-up was that I fear I will inevitably offend someone, sometime, somehow. It just seems to happen when I write. In person, I believe I am supremely non-confrontational. I hate to argue or to ever see people uncomfortable in any way. I think I usually defer to others as much as possible in an effort to put them at ease. But, when I write....sigh...what happens? I suppose I become more bold (perhaps we all do) and I find myself feeling very free. If I feel passionate about something, I take it all the way. I just love to write. I mean really love to write. I love words. I love synonyms and adjectives. I love expressing myself descriptively, and, um, I may have a tendency to exaggerate. Occasionally. To get a point across. Blame it on my Dashboard Thesaurus. :) Soooo, sometimes when my words carry me away, I find I've crossed a line somewhere.

I suppose you can consider this my disclaimer. I never want to offend anyone, or to impose my beliefs or my lifestyle on anyone. Ever. I'm sure I overthink things, too. I have a deep-seated fear of being misunderstood, and I probably care a wee bit too much about what others think of me. So, off we go. Therapy session over. Disclaimers done.

Life is hard and my days are long, but every now and then I stumble upon a really good thing. Or a good thought. And good things need to be shared with people you love. So, here's to good things. (And probably a few poops and rants and odd and ends in there sometimes as well.) Cheers!

By the way...those aren't my kids in the picture-but you had to stare for a minute, right?


  1. Oh my goodness! I am the first follower! I feel like I hit the lottery! I am so proud of you. You did it! Next you will write a book :) I have very high expectations for this blog. If I can remember my account information for the blog we started I may follow in your footsteps... Then we can really offend people. :) I cannot wait to see all the fun and informative stuff you are going to share. xxxx

  2. Take this in the spirit in which it is intended...I am very offended by the tone and vibe of this charter post of your blog. Will this be your only entry?

  3. good for you. blogs are like therapy. cant wait to read more.

  4. Katie--you write beautifully! I think you SHOULD offend more people!

  5. I am glad to see you have a creative outlet; and don't mind Reinhardt Productions. He can't help himself. It's in his genes. :)

  6. I'm so glad you are writing Katie! I hope you continue to. You are a really good writer. And yes, I did a double take of the picture. JUST KIDDING!! ;)