In the style of my blog buddy Archana, I decided to do one of those tagged blogs, except I kind of came up with this on my own.
I’ve asked myself this question plenty of times since I’ve decided to pursue it. I would give myself a set number of reasons, but heck, where I stop will be where I stop.
1- I blog because I love writing.
It may not seem like it at times, but I love writing about as much as I love reading. I used to write all the time as a kid (Flashback: I remember an assignment where we had to retell a fairytale from the villain’s POV; I chose Cinderella and ended up with a 10 page detailed narrative, and I was about 11). Writing has always been my favorite outlet, from the time I started keeping a journal when I was a wee lass until now. When I felt I had no friends to listen to me, I wrote. When I couldn’t quite figure out the words to describe what I felt, I wrote. Writing was my therapy, a practice that has continued into my adult years. Sometimes, when going through the “rough patches,” as I like to call them, it’s nice to look back every once in a while and say “I got through this.”
2- I blog because I forget things sometimes.
Not like the people who have a condition that affects their memory, but sometimes there are things I think about that I basically don’t want to forget. Sometimes, they’re just things I remember from days or years past, like my Flashback Friday posts (yep, that’s tomorrow!) or the jingle tribute, but hopefully they’re things that all can enjoy… which brings me to:
3- I blog because I like sharing!
Whether it’s something that I find funny, or a random thing that happened to me, or even issues I’d like to get opinions from others about, I like sharing. If I could, I’d even share my cookies, maybe when Baby Beez comes along (in 2020 or so…), he/she/they’ll share the cookies with ya. Blame it on me being the middle child, blame it on the a-a-a-a-a-alcohol, or blame it on the boogie, I’m a sharer. I’m also good at keeping secrets and being a mediator, so if you need a buddy, I’m your gal!
In the spirit of sharing, here’s a cool find I came across this article:
Some of my favorites from the list:
- Rotary dial televisions with no remote control. You know, the ones where the kids were the remote control. (that was me- the channel changer, water fetcher, dishwasher, etc.)
- The scream of a modem connecting. (SCREEEEEE-URPPPPP!! wee-woo, wee-woo, wee-woo…)
- Doing bank business only when the bank is open. (but online does help…)
- Not knowing exactly what all of your friends are doing and thinking at every moment. (thanks Twitter! By the way, did anyone else feel lost during the DOS earlier)
- The fact that words generally don’t have num8er5 in them. (this practice makes me sick to no end… I’d threaten bodily harm to my kids if they tried this. That’s why I don’t have any now.)
- Pay phones. (Are these mofos extinct now?)
- Remembering someone’s phone number. (I still remember numbers, except my own… )
- Not knowing who was calling you on the phone. (gotta weed out the stalkers…)
- A physical dictionary — either for spelling or definitions. (for the record, I HATE dictionary.com. I’m a Merriam-Webster girl all the way.)
- Finding books in a card catalog at the library. (I’m sure a kid today would think the card was the book…)
- Blowing the dust out of a NES cartridge in the hopes that it’ll load this time. (Yesssss!! Duck Hunt on deck!)
Baby Beezes are gonna be so deprived. Hopefully I’ll be able to show them a video from the olden days of the 1980s. And a boombox. What do you all remember?