A Peek Inside My Wishy Washy Brain
So many blog topics, so little talent. I've been working on drafts of, I don't know, about 10 blog posts for weeks.
What's sad is that none of these topics is really speaking to me. Instead these topics are just mocking me and whispering under their breath, "don't publish me! I suck. I'm boring."
These are the topics for which I merely have an idea OR have half finished (or half started, I suppose.)
1. Life in Alabama and why it sucks (not Alabama per se, just living so far from home.)
2. Life in Alabama and why I like it.
(See, I've become wishy washy, can't make up my mind!)
3. Funny breastfeeding quips.
4. Why I sometimes wish I wasn't breastfeeding.
(More proof of my wishy washiness. I made up that word, "washiness.")
5. My shopping trip to buy underwear, which was far more difficult than it should have been.
6. My fear of granny panties and mom jeans. Actually my fear that I am becoming *gasp* frumpy.
7. How we're warping our kids.
8. Recipes that I've come up with...Eggplant roll-ups, baseball meat, and chicken fajita egg casserole.
9. Copying Swistle's and Sundry's ideas and having you all quiz/interview me. You'd ask me questions, I'd answer them. Fun, right?
Anything sound interesting to you? Any suggestions for other post topics? My brain is shriveling up like an unloved penis.
Help me.
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Hmmmm. I like quizzes--but I also like the idea of a pros/cons of Alabama thing. And a good kid-warpin' discussion is always fun. Fear of "mom" stuff is good, too, although it gets me more fearful--or I start thinking, "What, I want to look like Britney Spears instead?," and then I get confused and agitated, so maybe not.
See? You just had to write out that list to get to the brilliance that is the metaphor of your brain as a shriveled penis! It's beautiful!
For real. I have the same problem all the time. I post nothing for days and then suddenly I have to post several times a day. No discipline, no routine. No suggestions. Except maybe to combine each of the pairs of seemingly contradictory posts into single contradictory posts. Helpful right?
I don't see anything wrong with any of those. If you would call your friend an talk about these things...they why not blog about it? We're friends too...right?
;-)
They all sounds good but I think I like the granny panties/Mommy jeans/fear of becoming frumpy one because this is a fear I share!
Okay, I can't handle being responsible for TWO shriveling penises.
WTF is baseball meat? I'm craving Mexican so the fajita casserole recipe would be great.
I'd love to hear more about Alabama.
Who shot J.R.?
I've been doing the same thing of late. Maybe it's something in the air...? I'll read whatever inspires you whenever you write it, cuz you're overFLOWING with talent! ;)
Tulipmom wants to hear more about Alabama,, WHY????? I live in Alabama and there is nothing much to say about it, Football, Alabama or Auburn. Seasons, what seasons? I guess living here has just...jaded(?) me. But anything you blog about will be great!
I have 20 unpublished posts on my dashboard, so I feel your pain.
The very fact that you can make a list and end it with the "shriveled up penis" sentence and make me laugh out loud, says you do have talent, my friend.
Oh, and I love all of the topics. Not sure what I would do with the baseball meat one, though.
Give us Alabama and granny panties.
Am still laughing over your last line.
"My brain is shriveling up like an unloved penis"
~ very poetic...
i think funny breast feeding quips would be a good one to elaborate on!
"...shriveling up like an unloved penis." Bwahhahahahah! Kinda like my husband's. Did I just write that?
Sounds like you are coming up with a great list:)
I always want to hear more about your underwear. Always.
My vote is for granny panties and mom jeans. I share the same phobia as you: maternalfrumpaphobia.
Hi nice to meet you I would like to go back and catch up on your blog IF it is ok with you.
I'm always up for a post about underwear, boobs (preferably about not-my boobs!), recipes or quizzes.
I live in AL, so I'm interested in other's perspectives on it, since I"ve only lived here 3 years. :)
Also, underwear trip. Dish.
I definitely vote for your granny panties and mom-pants story. seriously, we're all phobic of THAT.
"My brain is shriveling up like an unloved penis."
Nice.
Made me spit out my soda!
LOL I want the recipes!
oh, that's so sad thinking of the unloved penis ... ok, to the topic thing --- I'd like to hear your recipes ... be sure to put the little c with a circle around it to show they're your creations ;) ... ashley
Like an unloved penis...what a visual. That is funny as hell. I like the warping of the kids idea.
I want to see you pick one and haiku it! :)
Ok. Unloved penis? I can't wait to see the google searches that pick up that!
And pro's to living in Alabama? It's cheaper than everywhere except Mississippi.
Con's - every. fucking. thing. else.
But the question/answer things? Scare the hell out of me. I see the things that get asked and I'd hate to do such a post and not answer ANY of the questions! But you're much braver than me so go ahead. I'm getting my questions ready.....
Relax! All this indecision is that Milk Brain going on. I had no clear thoughts until months (ok, maybe a year...) after I finally stopped the two year milking escapade.
What'd Anne Lamott say? Shitty first drafts! Gotta have 'em, gotta love 'em!
I'm voting for the interview.
I can't even imagine how psyched you must be to know the stranger lady in the minivan has an opinion.
Yep, definitely the interview.
Only you could make a post about all your post ideas funny. And ending it with a shriveled penis? Brilliant!
And thanks so much for your kind comment on my last post (more evidence that you are indeed nice!). Thanks, Jennifer!
You know I'm all up on those granny panties...
Granny panties and Mom jeans...man, those are so scary that they are funny! Worse is the fact that I am now back into some granny panties (or as I call them, big girl panties) since having Sacha. EEK!
Oh-you sound like me. When I drop out of the blogosphere it is because my brain is going too fast for me to figure out WHAT to blog about. I want to hear the "frump" story.
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