Most people have their blogs public and then decide it is time to go private. I am doing it the other way around. This is my own personal therapy. Letting go of the paranoia and embracing my fears. No one is going to read my blog and stand outside my house and stalk me or my family. Maybe this will just make it easier for the less computer literate people I know to keep in touch. No having to sign in any more. For anyone that stumbles upon my blog, please look else where if you are expecting correct grammar or incredible insights. This is just me rambling to document my little family, the things that clutter my brain on a regular basis and I must release, and me trying desperately to look like the person I see in my head-the person I used to be, on the outside. I am a work in progress-we all are. So, nothing is going to change her on my little blog except maybe a few more friends and family members will be able to see how we spend our days! I thought I would have that sick feeling in the pit of my stomach...But, I am good! No one is in my front yard hiding behind a bush or anything....Baby steps to sanity...One foot in front of the other...I can do this people!
One more thing...(Picture me whispering this to you) Don't tell Jake I am writing this...He asked me what I am doing and I told him I was making our blog public and he was about to cry! I asked him why (have I created a paranoid child? probably...) and he said "you know that the things you write on there embarrass me! Like that I call Nee, Nee". (what he has called my mom since he was a baby-it was one of his first words). I then went on to tell him that lot's of people have different names for their grandparents. I also told him I recently read a post about someone's child pooping there pants. That made him feel better. It also made him feel better that I told him everybody thinks he is funny...He then told me I should change the title of our blog because it doesn't make sense... You get it right? I ALWAYS seem to have one more thing to say and it is taken from the lyrics of an awesome John Mayer song...Maybe it is a stupid title...
You crack me up! So, you think I'm paranoid too because I have a private blog? Hee hee...! I always love to read your blog thoughts Carrie. You're awesome!
ReplyDeleteJake, Don't be embarrassed because you call me Nee. It is a very special name to me and I want you to always call me that. Promise that you will.
ReplyDeleteLove,
Nee
Carrie, what you call a usb drive, some call a memory stick - that's the one I remember.
ReplyDeleteYour "pain is just weakness leaving my body" is an inspiration to me. I'm loosing some now. 8 pounds since we left the MTC in February. One big set back came when we found the "carpet feet" (or whatever WII calls them) for you Mom's WII balance board (for when you use it on carpet). I immediately gained back 12 pounds of the 8 I lost!
Actually, YOU are an inspiration to me. How you do all you do!
Lov'ya
Dad