Call Me Slim Shady

I know it sounds suspect, but I just spent the second night in a row writing a long post only to have WP eat it. I think I finally figured out that the problem was the new version of WP and Google Gears, but not before I wasted an hour of my life I can never get back.

In case you are curious, it was making my posts unsavable if I was using the visual editor. It was also making my content disappear if switched to the HTML editor. I was screwed either way.

Sorry NaBloPoMo folks. That is all I can do tonight.

Hopefully, tomorrow I will be able to recapture my thoughts on birtthparent searching in China.

NaBloPoMo

I know I have been woefully neglecting my old faithful blog lately.  I have. I confess.  The poor old blog has been nothing but good to me and I leave it here all stagnant and boring.

This month, I am going to try to reclaim a little bit of my old blogging vigor.

NaBloPoMo, here I come.

One post a day for an entire month.  A taste of the good old days, if you will.

Here we go.

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…is this thing on?

Yeah, so I took a long break from blogging and I didn’t miss it at all.   I am not sure exactly what that means for me.  Am I ready to close up shop?   I don’t know.  Maybe.

For a long time, I processed a lot of what was going on in my head here.  But lately, I have been spending a lot more time with real-life friends so I talk a lot of that stuff out in person.

Also, there just isn’t that much deep stuff going on for me right now.   I have realized that I am kind of living a charmed life.  I have pretty much every thing I need (roof over my head, food to eat, loving family).  I have almost everything I want (lovely children, hot and supportive husband, most of my material wants are within my grasp, friends that I see often).

I just don’t have as much of a need for the community and feedback that blogging used to provide for me.   As they grow older, I also feel like I owe my family – more specifically the girls – some privacy and freedom from internet commentary on their lives and my parenting choices.   I mean, YOU, are perfectly kind and respectful, but some of those other internet people can be a little judgmental IYKWIM.

For example, trying to sell the house made me feel and act more than a little crazy.  KRAAAZY to a really embarrassing degree.  In the past, I would have shared that all with you.  But right now, I am not feeling it.

(For those that are interested, we decided to stay in this house for a couple more years.  We had 4 serious offers, but at the end of the day, we didn’t want to sell it badly enough.  Mr. A didn’t want to sell it at all, so he is quite relieved)

It is strange to even be considering letting my blog go because for over 5 years, it was really important to me.  I met a lot of great internet friends here, some of whom became even better real-life friends.  My life is a better place because I blogged.  Blogging got me through a lot of dark days.

I am not quite ready to close up shop just yet.  I might experiment with taking my blog in a different direction.  Maybe I will post less often.  I don’t know.

I think I will just wait a little longer to see if my blogging mojo comes back.  If it doesn’t, never fear, if I am not here it is because I am out in the world enjoying my life.

Comments

My inbox is strangely quiet.  I am beginning to wonder if there is something wrong with my comments functionality.

Or maybe everyone just hates me.

Edited to add: No one needs to apologize for not commenting.  For some reason, wordpress occasionally makes some posts have closed comments when I never selected it.  I also had a problem with linking yesterday, for some inexplicable reason.

Yesterday I didn’t have any comments, then had a handful in less than 30 minutes, then none again until today.  I was just checking t make sure something wasn’t screwed up.

No pressure to comment here, I promise!  I am the world’s least commenty person myself, so fair is fair.

Ooops.

I was just reading about a creepy new function of Google’s called Google Latitude, so I went to make sure it was not actively following me.   I didn’t read the directions and I was poking around and accidentally managed to invite a LOT of people.

So if you get a weird email from me, please ignore it!   Seriously, I don’t need to know where you are at all times!

Edited to add: I can actually see where this function might be useful.  Maybe I can make Mr. A hook his phone to it so I will know how close he is to being home for dinner.