Back at it

My husband declared the other day that blogs are over. He regularly does that, makes declarations - incredibly authoritative statements - that rarely go unchallenged by any who hear them. I usually challenge him whether I think he's wrong or not, just to keep things interesting. In this case, I think he's actually right. Blogs are rather passe.

But see, I have a problem. I've gone and done it again. I had another baby. So now I'm back at home, yanked out of the (outside the home) working world and back into full bore motherhood mode. There are a lot of things that are easier with the second child, but she also brings a whole slew of new challenges. So, in short, I've got some stuff to say. And if my husband turns out to be right, and blogs are way over, and no one cares about this little forum then I'm really okay with that. Sure, it's nice to hear when someone (even one) has read something I've written, but really, this blog is an avenue for venting. Every mother needs to vent and I like to write so here the two meet and this little marriage on its own is enough for me. I won't be adding a cheesy hit counter to the bottom of my screen.

So, there will be more posts to come. I can't guarantee any regularity to their materialization, which shouldn't matter really. If you listen to what my ultra trend-sensitive husband has to say you won't even be reading this anyway.

Comments

chris said…
finally.
I was reading a blog the other day where it was going on about surveying being on the outs. Nobody needs em any more. All been done by chinese satellites.*
for the record blogs are not out -- maybe the word "blog", but the act and forum are very much alive and thriving. However, you were smart to steer clear of the hit counter. I think those in charge of the interwebs have banned and done everything possible to wipe out the hit counter.

I'm glad you're back writing! You're such a great writer.

chris

*I may or may not have made that story up.
27 October 2009 at 09:56
Mary Briden said…
Hey Denise! I just re read all your blogs and I find now that I'm a mother I read them on a whole new level. relating to them more.
You could turn this into a movie like Julie & Julia except it could be called Denise, Lilly and Anna. Or something better then that...
Keep up the blog :) Yeah!
27 October 2009 at 10:29
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