Tuesday, April 18, 2006
Am I this famous?
or just egotistical?
I wanted a new blog. My mother in law was reading my other blog ... one that I post on every day. Do you know how disconcerting it is to know that (1) just the sheer fact that she reads it and (2) you can NEVER, I mean NEVER speak of anything remotely related to them. I can't speak in code because she will break it. I posted something a few weeks ago about my husband doing something, and calling him The Prodigal Son (having an interview in his home state and calling his parents to let them know he was "coming home" for the interview), and he looked at me and said "you know, my MOTHER reads your blog."
Well... that PISSES me off. It really and truly does. Seriously. Does she have the right to do that? Does she have the right to see what this family is doing EVERY SINGLE DAY of their LIVES?
The short answer: no.
The long answer: well, you know, you put your life out there on that blog, and STRANGERS can read it, so why can't your mother in law?
Well... because ... I don't WANT her reading it. I don't WANT her looking into my life. I don't WANT to be constrained by the fact that I can't speak freely about the things that went on this past weekend (which I will discuss in another post because I just don't have the time to do it now because it PISSES me off). I want to be able to speak freely, to have a place where my blogging friends (and my blogging non-friends) can read up on my life.
And I am speaking on anonymity now. I am going to come up with some really cute names for my family ... like the Hardware Dude for my husband. I will have to give some good thought to the kids.
All right ... speaking of those kids, gotta go. Friends, read on. But no mother in laws allowed.
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I'm a mom of three peeps ... Queen Bee, The Door Man, and the Chandelier Monkey, and wife to Ace, the Helpful Hardware Man. I created this space to get away from the people known as my inlaws, and because life with three kids and a hubby is all Unexplored Territory.
The nine-year-old who seems to be growing older every minute, has an opinion and a comment for everything, and has a true servant's heart.
The seven-year-old who loves the organization of things, will someday be someone's therapist because of his kind soul, and will more than likely be living with us until he is 40 years old.
The five-year-old with the 13-year-old attitude, who has a dictator's personality, asks you to watch her all the time and say "hold on" to keep your attention, and will someday come home on the back of some dude's motorcycle with 10 tatts and a body piercing or two.
The man of the house, the fixer of things, the winner of prizes, and the only person in his family to escape the South.
RKWP
Christie
Aleta
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