I haven’t been writing here. Or reading. Um. There. On other people’s blogs. As a result, I have barely any readers. And weirdly enough, I’m okay with it. There was a time in my blogging career when that’s what I wanted. Readers! I would comment on as many blogs as I could and I’d join Fun Mondays – all in the name of attracting people to my blog. There I said it. Fun Mondays weren’t always fun, okay? It was a means to an end for me. I’d see the number of comments that other bloggers would get and it’d make me all the more determined. Except, at the heart of it, I wasn’t really that determined because I would often forget Fun Monday and get tired of reading so many blogs. So, I became content with the number of readers I had and then even began to build relationships, of a sort. I got to know my neighbour, Sirdar. Funny that it takes the internet to do that, but it did. Then his wife, Dawn, started blogging. Now they’re both dear friends to us. Dawn and I met Joy and Emma. That was great fun, and we still meet from time to time. We have breakfasts that turn into lunches. It hasn’t turned into supper yet but I don’t doubt that it will one day. Now it’s grown to include other bloggers. In fact, I was just thinking the other day that we were over-due for another breakfast/lunch/supper get-together. But I digress…
One of the sad side effects (for me) of focusing on getting more readers is that I no longer write for myself. When I first started, this was more of a daily journal thing. Dull, perhaps, but it was mine. Then I started to think about how dull it might be for someone else to read; so, then I only wanted to write when something exciting happened. Or funny. People seem to like funny. And I’m not real funny! Oh, I can BE funny. We all can, frankly. But I’m not one of those who’s constantly funny. So, I’d start writing about something that happened and then stall out because I didn’t think I was giving it justice. No one would find it entertaining.
I know I’m being neurotic, by the way. But I’m learning to accept it and now it’s part of my charm. 🙂
A scary thought just entered my mind. I think I’ve written this post before. I was just re-reading the above paragraphs and it seems very familiar. Like I’ve already whined written about it. Hmm. Ah well. The beauty of not having many readers is that there’s no one to annoy with my ways. I feel free!! LOL (No, I’m not going crazy.)
Back to when I first started blogging…
My very first motivation was for Mary – Adrian’s mum. And his sister, Elsa. They live in England and we’re here in Canada. I thought it’d be a great way for them to see what we’re up to here. Especially since I’m terrible at mailing stuff. I usually feel sufficiently guilty by Christmas and send Mary an album of photos but the rest of the year…nothin’. Yes, you can call be a bad DIL now. I just never get around to mailing stuff. So, I thought blogging was a perfect solution. BUT. Elsa has a busy life and doesn’t seem to get onto the blog. And Mary doesn’t have a computer. LOL A minor technicality. She does have friends with computers, though, but she “didn’t want to trouble them”. And I’m like, “Mary, they won’t be troubled. They’re your friends!”. And she’s like, “Yes, dear. But I just don’t feel right about having them turn it on and all of that just for me.” And then I’m like, “It’s not a huge effort to turn it on. They probably have it on all of the time.” And she’s like, “Well, maybe.” And I’m like, “Okay, good.” – knowing full well that she’ll never ask them. 🙂
But in recent months one of her said friends has begun reading my blog all on her own. Okay. I sent her the link. But I didn’t coerce her into reading or anything. And when she has Mary over for tea she pulls her over to the computer and shows her the blog. Isn’t that great!? Approx. 2 years after I start blogging it actually achieves what I first set out to do. Right at a time when I sorta feel like stopping. How’s that for irony? But I won’t stop. I’ll keep writing. For Lin – Mary’s friend and my hero (okay, hero is going a bit far, but I’ve been trying all of this time to get Mary to look at the blog and now she does occasionally). HI LIN!!! I dedicate my blog to you because if you weren’t reading it I probably wouldn’t be writing it. 🙂
And with Lin and Mary in mind I’ll post some photos. There’s gonna be a few since I haven’t posted in awhile.
This is some of R’s Lego. He loves Lego City. He’s got the Police Department, Fire Station, and some Coast Guard stuff here. And that’s his torn wall paper in the back. I’ve been meaning to redecorate his room since he was five.
Here’s just a cute photo of J when were skiing. I think I’ve posted it before. But like I said, it’s cute.
Here’s a cute photo of my friend and fellow blogger, Dawn. She’s cute, too. It’s not just the photo.
Here’s another of my cute friends, Jennifer. In case you hadn’t guessed, this was on a skiing day.
Here she is again at my house working on my puzzle. I’m really into puzzles lately which is strange because I never used to like puzzles. And what a great thing to do with a friend.
This is R working on a yucky puzzle. As you can see, it’s called “Beastly Body Bits” and if you look closely you can see them. I actually thought of your son, Janet. I think he might like it since he was carrying around those rubbery body bits for awhile.
Now onto our recent Guy Fawkes party. In February. It’s supposed to be in November, of course, but it was just too dry and windy so we postponed it. I didn’t take many photos this year but you can check out Dawn’s post on it to see more. Plus, I’ve posted about it a lot in the past. Just type in “Guy Fawkes” in that search thing in the side bar and you’ll see plenty of posts.
One of the challenges is finding a place to park. But as far as I know everyone managed and no one got blocked in.
A shot through the tree of how big the fire was. You can see the people on the right.
A blurry photo, but I wanted to show the glow from the fire.
Inside the tent. That’s Dawn and Sirdar, and their daughter, Z, there covering her face. It was actually quite toasty with the wood burning stove going inside.
I pilfered this photo from Dawn. That white roaster is full of chili and the card board box full of warm baked potatoes. And then people are always kind enough to bring munchies.
So, that’s it for now. I’ll post soon about our recent ice fishing excursion. Bye Lin!