Okay, I think we've established that that recent post was a tad unsporting, so to erase the weasel-me from your memories, here is a summary from the fluffy-bunny me of the blogs I love to read — the ones for which my heart gives a little hop and skip when I see they've been updated. Maybe you can guess who they are without clicking.
This one because I get to vicariously plan a trip to Melbourne, drink raspberry vodka, experience the Swiss education system and because she lives with four men for goodness sake. This one because anyone who simmers her own pizza topping from heaven all day long and inspires hope that perhaps slightly older children are easier to deal with, has to be a good person. This one because I get to vicariously plan a wedding in France (not to mention a hag night), and also drink lashings of virtual champagne in the process. This one because it offers a nice fresh view of living in France, not my jaded and cynical one, and also because I can't sing and she can (and I wish she lived down here because then I could help her find that elusive job). This one because it unfailingly makes me chuckle out loud and reminds me of what it was like to have a tiny little baby without actually having to do the nappy thing and the rocking in my-tired-arms-all-night thing. This one because Scottish humour is the best. This one because I don't have a house in the country but I'd like one, and because taking a photo at the same time every day is such a fantastic concept. This one because I wish I could take photos this crisp. This one because sometimes I'd love to be in my early twenties again, footloose and a fancy free with a mega gift for writing and being funny. This one because it has soul. This one because it's good to witness someone emerge from depression doodling.
I could go on and on. I haven't mentioned the work-related ones: This one and this one , for instance, because these people really think about what they're doing in the classroom/ behind the scenes. This one because translating is not an easy job, and if I had to translate each of my posts into French, I'd never post anything.
Now, when I click my fingers, you will wake up and you will have completely forgotten that I am not all sweetness and light. Click.
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Oh, God. Now you've sparked an interest in reading some new blogs just when I've cleared out some of the old ones. When will I be able to escape this blog hell. Sadly, I'm just too weak to resist just a peak ... Neil's first. There goes another couple of hours of my life.
I read your original post on cutting back but was in a real rush and wanted to come back to it. I'm sorry that you ended up thinking that it was mean-spirited because my memory of a very quick reading is not that of being meanspirited. If we choose to write in a public forum and invite people into the process via the comments box then I don't think we have any right to complain if people choose not to like it/criticise it/ laugh at it etc. Of course, I can say that in the safe knowledge that I wasn't one of the people that you mentioned in the piece.
Sarah: I don't think I'm ever going to be a cutting edge stand-up comedienne either. It kind of spoils the comedic effect if, after the punchline, you apologise to any people you might have inadvertently hurt.
Heather: I agree, but I just felt that some of the criticism was unfair (I was going for cheap laughs, as always). If I'd mentioned you it would have been in this post: where else could I get to vicariously trip down staris and spill the contents of my handbag at the feet of admiring men? Shoot, why didn't I think of that sooner?
Oh, oh! I know some of them! Some of them are in fact also faves of mine and I find their commenters to be nothing but sparklingly witty and inspiringly intelligent.
Oh blimey, am I famous now, or what?! Oooh, the glory of it has gone straight to my head!
Dear Lesley, flattery will get you EVERYWHERE with me! I'll post you some pizza toppings tomorrow!
P.S. It's true that my children's niceness has grown exponentially with their independence...
You are very kind to include me in your "nice" list. Thanks for that, it made my day! :)
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