Category Archives: Blogging About Blogging
I am behind at least one post, so I’ll do a double today.
This blog needs special attention as a “Today’s Reading,” for a couple of reasons:
1 – It’s a hockey blog
2 – It’s a well written hockey blog
3 – It’s a well written hockey blog about my hometown team.
Some fodder for your hockey-hungry soul:
I forgot to post yesterday! Legitimately forgot, for the record. I thought my first missed day (because there was bound to be one) would be due to my over the top laziness but I’ve been strong enough to overcome myself the last two weeks. So it was because I forgot.
To be fair, I really didn’t have time! On my way to work by 7, home for 4:30, then showered and packed and on the road again for a weekend trip to Abilene by 6. After my 3+ hour drive, all I could think about was dinner and a comfy bed.
SO MUCH CHIK FIL A
But now I’m in Abilene. In a hotel. With nothing to do.
My boyfriend works in the fast paced and ever changing field of mall security. While the rest of us might like to make fun of mall cops, or “faux-po” as I like to call them, they take their jobs very seriously. There’s a lot more drama involved than you would ever really imagine. This particular mall in Abilene is currently without a Director of Security for one reason or another so they’ve had to bring in outside forces. The Boy’s boss just spent a week and a half out here as the “Acting Director,” and they’ve sent the Boy… ok, Eric, his name is Eric… to relieve him.
So what am I doing here? I don’t really know. Eric is gone a lot for different reasons and I tend to miss him when he’s gone so… okay, okay, I’m needy and I hate to be alone. So when he goes places, I go with him. When he went to Houston for a weekend a few weeks after we met, I went with him. When he went to San Antonio the next montly, I went with him. When he goes to Drill for the National Guard…. I go with him.
I wouldn’t go if he didn’t want me to though. So he’s needy too.
What ends up happening is I sit in the hotel room and claw at the walls, counting the minutes until he gets back. Then when he finally does, he’s sweaty and tired and just wants a nap. So then I pout while he snoozes.
But I have gotten to see Houston and San Antonio because of it, as well as a couple of other places I probably wouldn’t have gone for any particular reason. Like Abilene. And tomorrow we’re going to go to the Abilene Zoo! Word is they let you feed the giraffes.
I’M SO EXCITED.
Pics tomorrow, and another post later.
Hooray for one full week of stick-to-it-ive-ness! I’m totally counting yesterday’s one-word post and if you had any idea how much effort that one word took to hunt-and-peck out, you would too.
I feel like I need to give some credit to someone for being the inspiration for this project. In addition to being a wannabe writer, I am also a wannabe photog (gosh, I’m so multifaceted!). I’ve got a Flickr page, as we all do, and sometimes I like to look around at other people’s pictures. Not too often though. 99% of everyone on Flickr has better pictures than mine. Gives me a complex.
So I don’t remember what I was doing on this one fateful day but I came across This Here Profile. Even if you’re more into the verbal than the visual, it’s totally worth a look. This woman, whose name is Julie aka Sungazing, has struggled with debilitatingly poor body image her whole life and she takes on this challenge to take a self-portrait every single day for a year, despite how internally difficult it might be for her swallow. And the photos produced in this challenge?
They. Are. Mindblowing.
She’s not only a fantastic photographer, she’s a fantastic model! She’s phenomenal at fully capturing that day, that moment, that emotion in every single photo. She brings you up with her and down with her and around with her through a years worth of emotions and it’s a little bit exhausting but that’s how you know it’s good. I looked at every… single…. photo. And I loved them all. When I had looked at the 365th photo, I was so overcome that I sent Julie a long babbling message via Flickr telling her how much of an inspiration this photo set was to me, and I know that if I looked at them again I would react the same way. Some of the photos are happy and silly and bursting with color and texture and all the principles the really make a photo worth looking at, and some are just… a tired lady who’s had a hard day and doesn’t want to take a stupid picture of her own stupid face. Which is beautiful in it’s own right. Each one is creative, each one makes you want to stop and look for a moment, and each one makes you want to click on to the next one right away.
I’m not going to do any such thing with photography because, having seen Julie’s work, I would fall so far short of my own expectations that it’s not even worth the effort. But here I am with my blog and I’m doing it and I’m feeling good about it.
Congrats again, Julie, on a successful year, and congrats to me for a successful week.
Today’s reading: Eggs & Toast :: The Blue Hour (more pretty pictures)
I wish this were my first blogging rodeo. It would only be logical for me to hit the “sign up” button on the wordpress.com home page. My first post would suck and that would be ok because everyone’s first post sucks. We all know it and accept it as an inevitability (death, taxes, and crappy first blog posts). I would be exempt from judgement here.