Yes, the every day stuff may well be what you want to read and know about later on.
Indeed.
Monday, January 17, 2011
Of Stuff and Nonsense
I don't know. I pretty much blog what is on my mind and what is happening at home. That's all I have really. I read a post that said that because they basically couldn't write Nobel prize novels, that they wouldn't post. This is nobody that I read, or who reads me, but it got me thinking. I would LOVE to read the borings of my mother's life as she reared me, what fun would that be? To hear what a little bitch I was at 13 or whatever. How much was bread and milk then? What was Dad doing that week to piss her off? And I know he did, but he's been dead for nearly 30 years. I bet she wishes she could remember. What did she cook for dinner on a Thursday? Even if my kids don't care, and they well may not, I am going to put it down on paper webpage, whatever it takes.
Yes, the every day stuff may well be what you want to read and know about later on.
Indeed.
Yes, the every day stuff may well be what you want to read and know about later on.
Indeed.
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Well written !
I just have some quick jots of my moms in later years that she wrote in a small date book.
Six pack today.
Henry drunk again.
Henry ulgy.
I owe Henry $5.43 for ribbon amd lace.
I owe Henry...I paid Henry.
( She made beautiful music box dolls out of Ivory dish detergent bottles and sold them for her bingo money. )
She worked too. sigh!
If I haven't said it... I am so thankful that this hubby has never made me account for a penny I spend and I handle the money.
Sure he makes waves sometimes about my purchases. " You didn't need that", "They saw you coming", "you just like to spend money."
He never asks me what we owe nor asks to see the check book or bank statement.
Ocassionally I donate towards someones pet's vet bills or to a No Kill Shelter I have known for years.
Hubby would never understand this.
YES, I am GRATEFUL to be able to do that without reservations. :0)
Since I have begun to blog I look at traffic thinking that every person in those cars have a story to tell.
Mine is not unique. Only to me.
My mother did tell me some of her heartaches and heartbreaks.
Makes me appreciate my life a little better.
No Rose Garden for her for their 50 years together.
I shit you not!
I used to post 3-5 times a day..then I got lazy...now I do the monday/friday post and an occasional west post and an occasional rant post..sigh*...need to quit that.
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