why i blog

(this picture has absolutely nothing to do with this post. i don't really know why i do these things.)

i don't like the word blog. i really dislike the term blogosphere. although i sometimes really enjoy reading blogs, i have grown somewhat disenchanted. i like to look at crafty blogs, but i never actually craft any of the ideas i see. more like a drug addict, i jump from blog to blog looking for my next visual "fix" that makes me happy for a few moments. then i go to bed way to late and am then sleep deprived and cranky with those that are most important to me. : (

like i said, i have grown somewhat disenchanted. so lately, i have been thinking about about my role in the whole world of bloggity blogs. why do i blog? is this really worthwhile? am i just one more .blogpresspad.com in the over saturated world of blogs? so i really thought about it. my conclusions, in case you care are:

-writing is very therapeutic for me. after cussy days, i can write it all out and then call myself out as the big whiner that i am. it helps put things in perspective for me, big time. it helps me keep track of our full little life and reminds me how hard, hard, hard and wonderful our little life is. it also gives me mental clarity, nailing down thoughts that have been swirling in my brain for too long.

-i like to entertain. because i pretty much only think of the few people who leave comments as my audience, who are people i know and like in real life, it's like trying to make my friends laugh. or whining to my friends. which ever the case may be. one of my dear brothers and i have a similar sense of humor and back in the days of email, we used to send each other stories of funny things that happened to us or that we observed. a weird incident at walmart-mental note to tell brother. made a fool of myself doing....-email brother. this is my way of reaching a much larger audience with my ridiculous observations and enjoyments. and i can't see you rolling your eyes at me when you think i'm just a dork or hear the crickets when my stories deadpan. not that that ever happens. (cricket. cricket.)

-and to be completely honest, because i think honesty is really important, i'll admit that i write in this little space because i hope it somehow helps you. who ever you are. helps you by making you laugh. helps validate your feelings of frustration or helps you realize that there really is a lot to be thankful for. helps you understand that some people in the world (me) are really crazy and thank God you are normal and sane. if i ever wrote anything factual or informative, i would hope to educate you, but because that doesn't happen, please just pray for us crazies in the world and be thankful for your sanity.

i've written before about trying to use my time more wisely. eating my humble pie, i'll admit that i haven't. i haven't broken the facebook curse and still stay up way, way too late on the computer. but i'm renewing my efforts. that's all i can do.