Saturday, February 7, 2009

Serves As A Handy Message Board

There are three areas where I regularly express myself via the written word on the Internet. First and foremost, I have a group of friends that I am in almost daily contact with via email. It's rare that I neglect this area, unless I am actually physically disconnected from the World Wide Web. As in placed in a straitjacket and locked in a padded room. Or on vacation. But since we don't have disposable income for vacations, it's most likely the former.

These girls know more about me than my own husband, and I probably talk to them twice as much. No, don't worry, Dave and I are just fine. It's just that he's at work all day not talking to me, and since two of these girls (soon to be three) are in different time zones, someone is available to talk to at almost any time of the day. This may explain why I have piles of laundry higher than my head and I couldn't find the fish in the fishbowl the other day, not to mention the fact that I swear I saw "MBM hearts DJM 1998" written in the dust on my bookshelves.

So I'm not Martha Stewart. We've established that.

But I am also active on a message board at I found this message board (and consequently the above mentioned four friends) when I was pregnant with Meredith and discovered a group of loving, caring, helpful women from all walks of life and all areas of the country, as well as many living in other countries. These girls were my lifeline, and while I was in labor I was busy texting one of these girls so they could post updates on my progress.

And of course the third way that I express myself is Blogging. When I say Blogging, I include both writing here, for my own blog, but also reading and commenting on other's blogs. I know some people follow as many as 200 blogs on their reader, but I have no idea how they do that and still have a life, let alone ever sleep. But every blog you see listed here on my blog page, I follow regularly and often comment on.

The dilemma is, I cannot seem to do all three at once and still manage to keep one husband, three children, a dog, a cat, and fish fed, bathed, and clothed. Okay so maybe not so much with the clothing and bathing for the cat, the dog and the fish (although Taffy is starting to smell a little "doggy"), but you get what I mean.

So if I seem to disappear from blogland from time to time, I am probably attending to one of those other venues of communication. Or I might just have writer's block. OR I decided to finally tackle that dusting.

Nah, probably not the dusting.


Judi said...

You clearly are my soul sister. The proof is in your pile of laundry!
Don't disappear to long...I'm just getting to know ya and I'd miss ya something fierce!

Irishembi said...

Thanks Judi! It's good to know I'm not the only Un-Martha out there. It's always GREAT to get a comment from a fellow Pittsburgher!

Kim said...

Uh, yeah, the dust...both at home AND at work, on the piles of stuff I need to do :) Good thing I don't have a blog, too!

I don't comment often, but do enjoy your blog as well as discovering similarities between your Meredith and my April baby, and I suspect between your Sabrina and my 7 year old (drama queen since, oh, I don't know, practically the day she was born).
As Judi said, don't stay away too long :)


Irishembi said...

Sabrina definitely fits the drama queen bill!!!! Now we just have to get you to have a little boy that was born a 60 year old little man and we'll be identical. :-)

Jackie said...

I don't know if you're exaggerating, but I honestly do have piles of laundry taller than my head...5'2 isn't all that tall, but when you put that into terms of laundry, it's pretty intimidating! I sometimes think I should care less about what's happening in everyone else's life, and start paying more attention to my own...but what fun would that be?! Cheers! :)