If A Blog Posts In The Forest...

I received an email the other day from someone who had some blogging questions and had it been a phone call, I’d have thought she had the wrong number but there it was in my very own inbox.

I felt bad because I had no real answers to give her and when she asked me some technical questions, well… I was even less help. But then she asked what kind of posts she could write in order to get more traffic to her site…. and that’s when it hit her…

Coming to me was a complete waste of time.

Because I felt it was the truth, I told her that what each blogger posts is a very personal thing. Something that only she could decide.

She never wrote me back and I can’t say that I blame her but feeling completely useless does not sit well with me so I wanted to redeem myself in some way and maybe give a hand as I remember so many of these questions when I first started blogging – and mainly because I am still searching for the answers myself.

I'm not big on blog or any other kind of advice-because what the hell do I know- but the conversation reminded me of one of the first posts I'd ever written almost a year ago.

I'm dusting it off the blog shelf and posting it here in hopes that it reaches the right spot.

And who knows, she might even write me back one day (-:

What would you guys have said?

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If a Blog Posts In the Forest Does it Still Make an Impact?

Ahem…Testing…Testing…1 2 3, is this thing on?

Since I have become addicted to Blogging, I haven’t given that much thought as to who (if anyone) was reading my blogs or what (if at all) kind of impact my words would actually have in the dense forest of so many wonderful and highly talented bloggers.

Would I even be noticed?

Would anyone read a word of what I’ve written?

Who knows? Not who cares…let’s not get crazy. But who really knows?

I have been so all consumed with the creation of each and every blog post that burns to get out of me that I haven’t looked back much. Once I am finished with one post, I am just itching to get on to the next.

So if I write a blog and nobody reads it and it doesn’t change the world, what’s the point right?

Wrong.

My blog posts admittedly will never change the world but I have to say that they have certainly changed me.

Reading blogs have also been mind altering. I have read many a blog and though I might not have commented on all of them, they definitely did and continue to enlighten, educate, amuse and comfort me in ways that I wouldn't have ever imagined.

Once your words are out there, who knows who they will touch?

You may never know or…. you could be rewarded with some lengthy detailed comments below your posts that acknowledge and validate all of your efforts. That would be the ultimate topping on a true heart-felt blog post.

In either case, if blogging moves you, it is enough. If having a platform for your passionate thoughts and ideas is giving you a secret thrill….believe me, you will move others. Passion gets around.

It’s the real deal.

Well, here’s hoping that all of us Still Waters continue to produce stirring internal and external blog waves!

Surfed or not (-:

Screw That Cap!!

Dumb ass nonsense is good for the soul.

So is verbally kicking someone's ass once in a while.

If I had a dollar for every time that I shot my mouth off whenever I wanted to…well, I’d have about a dollar but that’s not the point.

What would happen if we took the lid off our manners?

Unscrewed the cap off our social graces?

….Venereal carnage?

….Blood axed brains and fork stabbed eyeballs?

….Sex drugs and rock and roll?

That sounds kinda mild now doesn’t it?

Ahh, we’ve come so far.

I know that it is very unhealthy to keep everything bottled up inside and that people who vent are less apt to drop dead.

And I don't want to die too!

Maybe the reason we are all so full of angry-fizz underneath our caps is because we keep it locked down so tight that it never gets any air thus creating even more angry-fizz when shaken.

I am full of fizz.

But you already know this.

So I was thinking that if we all just let loose a few times? Eventually the fizz would go flat and all would be well.

Or we’d all be dead.

I'm willing to take my chances.

Sense or Stupidity?

You be the judge.

I'm so ready to try it. My only question would be -who gets it first?

Ready to take the lid off?

Who would you start with?

Hi Ho The Merry Yo - The Blogger Takes a Wife

Tracie over at Stir Fry Awesomeness, who, btw, is awesomeness stirsonified, got me to draw a very important conclusion when, a while back, she was wishing for a sister wife.

And unfortunately, I've come to the conclusion that my husband is just not woman enough for me.

Man enough yes.

Woman enough?

Umm... not so much.

So I've decided to move forward with legal proceedings to procure a Half-Wife.

If the law recognizes half brothers and half sisters, I see no reason why my efforts should be thwarted as my case is 100% woman-based rationalized which makes it ...well, kind of real.

My only obstacle is getting my husband to understand that he does not get the other half of my Half Wife.

She is all mine.

Her primary functions will be to but are not limited to:

Refereeing all arguments in my favor & understanding what I'm talking about at all times.

Basic mind reading skills a plus.

I'm not asking for that much am I?

In return for her services.... well..er...I haven't quite gotten that far yet but if she's half the man I think she'll be, we'll all live happily ever after.

It could work right? (-:

Now Hear This!

When my son was born, the nurse said the words that I would remember all of my motherhood life.

‘Mommy’s and Daddy’s do things differently.... And that’s okay.’

Truer words were never spoken.

Son: I don’t want to go to school anymore. A kid in school keeps pushing and hitting me”

Mom: Did you tell him to stop?

Dad: Did you punch him in the face?

Mom: You have to speak up for yourself

Dad: You have to punch him in the face.

Mom: Did you tell the teacher?

Dad: Did you punch him in the face?

Mom: I’ll go in tomorrow with you and talk to the principal

Dad: I’ll go punch his father in the face.

Wife: You can’t teach him to go around punching kids in the face.

Husband: So you want him to get punched in the face? All he has to do is punch a kid once and nobody will ever bother him again.

I know that sometimes a dad’s voice is needed and sometime’s a mom’s...and sometimes an analyst's. But the question is not who’s voice can be the loudest but which is the right one at the time?

Who’s voice do you or your child hear?

You all do hear the voices don't you...?

My Monthly Blog

I do my best blogging in the shower.

Or, during sex, depending upon how much fancy juice I have consumed prior.

And sometimes, during certain times of the month, I can even blog on the couch while watching TV with my husband as he interjects comments in between the shows.

“Wow, check out how long her hair is.”

What the hell is wrong with my hair? I knew I should have never cut my hair. Why didn't you tell me not to cut my hair dammit!

“Look at that gymnast go. Not an ounce of fat on her I bet”

So now I’m a cow?

“Must be nice to have all that money”

What, you should have married for money instead of love. Is that what you’re saying??

“Keep playing the lottery babe, you never know.”

Why, so the first thing you can buy is a suitcase? ...THAT'S IT!

“So what do you want to watch honey?”

“&*%^&$##!!@@@()***^%@!!!!”

“&*%^&$##!!@@@()***^%@!!!!”

“&*%^&$##!!@@@()***^%@!!!!”

"!!!!!!*****RRRRRRRRROOOOAAAAAR******!!!!!!"

“WTF? Are you crazy?!”

I know.

You should see me blog in supermarkets.

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