Wednesday, September 24, 2008

Sometimes you feel like a nut, sometimes you don't

Here's my problem with blogging. I know I should blog more often, probably everyday. However, it's all about integrity. I cannot put something out there that I don't think is up to my high standards--maybe not high so much as moderately high or low to moderately high--yes, that's it, low to moderately high standards. I have to be inspired to blog and my day to day life sometimes is not that inspiring. You people really don't want to hear about my endless battle with laundry--I wash the clothes, I dry the clothes, I put the clothes in the basket, I am too tired to put the clothes away, the cat pees on the clothes in the clean laundry basket, I wash the clothes, I dry the clothes...

You definitely don't want hear about how my eyes had an allergic reaction to my contacts and how they were all bloodshot and drunk looking. And how I had to wear my nerdy glasses for a week straight and I hated it. But my friends at work thought I looked sexy and called me "The Naughty Librarian."

I do not want to bore you with stories about Alan's ring rash--it's on his wedding band finger so he cannot wear his wedding band for the week while it heals. And how I'm totally fine with that even though I will be having him followed while he is not wearing it. (I'm watching you, Alan!) We are considering tattooing a ring on his ring finger so this won't be an issue in the future. And when I say we, I mean me.




And I am absolutely not going to blog about how at a recent neighborhood party I ended the evening looking like this...



'Cause that would just be embarrassing.





There are too many things in my life that just aren't worth mentioning--like how my bathtub was filled up with water, sand, and dirty Legos for a week before Sage cleaned it OR how I cannot afford any home improvement right now so I just move furniture and pictures around to pretend that I have new stuff OR how I know I will never be thin because my gym is right next to a Mexican restaurant and while I am working out I smell the food and fantasize about Chimichangas OR how I secretly practice talking like Heidi Klum because she sounds so fricking cool Or how I think pumpkins are sexy.

I refuse to blog about these nothings. I only want to blog about somethings. So I am stuck waiting and waiting for those somethings--those interesting somethings--to happen. You will know when they happen becaue then I will blog. But until that time I will just have to remain silent. I'm out!

4 comments:

Knot said...

But with a tongue like that ...

I'm just saying ...

Ya, people don't to hear about my colon problems or when I mow the yard. I should just make up a character and blog about him. It would be about how exciting my life it. Then I would get jealous and he'd sleep with my wife and I'd have to kill him with a sling blade. Some people calls it a Kaiser blade.

Knot

Dr Zibbs said...

I'm able to blog so often because I don't spend time on the unimportant parts of the posts - you know, like spelling, grammer, etc.

J. Hi said...

Knot--You make me laugh and Gene Simmons ain't got nothing on me.

Zibbs--I elweys usse the spel chik.;)

Falwless said...

I thought I commented on this already but that must have been in a dream. This is what I like about you, though. You may not blog every day but when you do I know it's something worthwhile and I'm gonna love it.

I adore you.