Thoughts on Blogging

Okay, so I've been a little bored with blogging lately.  Can you tell?  It feels like a hassle.  I was thinking about it while sweeping yesterday (I sweep alot these days... two dogs plus one almost crawler means a mess!)  I was thinking about my friends who blog so well and why I don't.  I don't have the clarion insights of Katy, or the deep political questions of Alina, and I am not half as productive in a day as Clare.  Or, to stop the tide of reassurances from nice people, if I have these things, I don't have them on the blog.

As I was sweeping, I thought to myself that it is because I am a conversationalist.  I have been chided for the fact that on our blog, all is sunshine and light and bouncing baby boy.  No doubts. No troubles.  We appear to be living the dream.  Now, we are blessed... deeply... but I also haven't figured out how (or why) to take a picture of the 3 AM cry-time or the winter-time, new-baby blues.  The funny thing is, when I am discussing things with people (in person), I tend to focus on the hard parts. Bryce says that I make it sound like we fight all the time (though he calls them "discussions") because I like to talk about our "discussions" with other people so much.  Also, I never know what I think about a book or a movie until I talk about it with someone.  But, my blog doesn't feel like a conversation to me.  More like a monologue.

Now don't get me wrong, I LOVE to talk about myself.  I embody the narcissism that blogging was made for.  Me Me Me. But I just enjoy being narcissistic face-to-face.  So, I will keep up this ol' weblog, mainly because I enjoy the logging part of it.  I like seeing what we planted last year, what Wee looked like 7 months ago.  It is fun for me to look back.  If I come up with an interesting thought I might share it, but I am just more likely to hit upon those in the company of others.  So let's just get coffee instead, shall we?