You Know You're a Blogger...

When you start thinking of your past as a serious of blog posts.

When someone asks how you're doing and you respond with, "Well, how much have you already read on my blog?"

When it's okay that you have a burrowing creature, a dying skunk, a white trash house, or kids with attitude because at least it makes for good blogging material.

When comments=love

When you're reading an article in Wikipedia and your son asks, "Whose blog is that?"

When your kids ask, "Are you going to blog about that?" every time you laugh at something they say.

When you and your husband start communicating more through post comments than at the dinner table. (Not really--don't worry)

When buttons, banners, and posts are not just physical objects.

When you recognize the terms cjane and nienie, and you know you're not the "meanest mom".


What else, guys?

As I'm Posting

As I'm posting, I'm hearing sniffing behind me.
I ask Andrew and his cousin, "Who is that sniffing?"
Meredith answers, "Me. I'm just getting the booger back in there."

Blogging Advice

So, what does everyone do with their old blog posts? Do you print them out? Save them to a file? Not do anything?
Any good ideas?

They Hate the Blog

The other day I walked into the kitchen was stopped by two teenagers with an agenda.

Me: What's up?

Them: We hate blogging.

Me: Why?

Them: It's as bad as texting. People don't talk to each other anymore.

Me: That's why I have to blog. Nobody was talking to me and I started feeling lonely.

Rachel: The other day Ani said, "Have you seen our blog? It's so funny!" And when I said, "No" she just said, "Oh, well then never mind."

Me: Well I could show you their blog.

Them: Okay!!

Me: But wait...I thought you hated blogging.

Them: Oh yeah.