oops, sorry if you thought this was about whitney!
it’s not. but i will say, i sure did love her music – roller skating in my basement, dancing to her videos on mtv and playing her tapes (yes, tapes) over and over and over again. rip.
this is the real subject of today’s blog…
yesterday, i asked the question via twitter to fb -
i wonder if anyone reads my blog sometime? i suppose my life is boring. i envy the brave #bloggers that talk about wt, sickness, etc. should i?
got some pretty immediate responses – thanks!
but here’s the question in more than 40 characters that really has been on my mind for the last 6 months or so as i’ve gone through some challenges, ups and downs, struggles, and hilarious adventures….what’s too much to share?
i read all these blogs about weight loss, pregnancy, breast feeding, cancer, infertility, just to name a few and (none are my issues currently) but how do you share without sharing too much?
do people want to know because it helps them too or just because we all want to know:) that little thing called voyeurism.
what about your employer, your ex, your future partner, your kids, you friends, your family??
a). i definitely avoid work topics unless it’s positive because i think it helps people to know the real you and that you do value the time spent with them but the negative stuff – that’s a mine field.
b). dating i keep nondescript in who they are but i have to admit seriously, i wish i had started blogging about my dates before because i have some fuuuuunnnny stories. it’s not to harm just to lighten the mood of taking ourselves so seriously (or at least for me not to take myself so seriously).
c). and of course, i love fashion – shoes, nail polish, hair, make-up, purses! you name it i love it. that goes with movies and books too. i’m not the best at remember to blog about movies and books because i just honestly enjoy them for the pleasure of getting away from the real world for even just 2 hours (hence my love for twilight).
but what about the rest of real life? all the things in between that define us – the ups and downs – when days suck and when we need to have our voice heard.
i think about people who are on a weight loss journey and they post before and after pics. personally, i would rather die than have someone see me in my undies – maybe i’m a prude (haha) but that’s just me – i don’t think they shouldn’t unless they are naked (i don’t need to see that) it’s just not my cup of tea – i give them credit for being brave and forth coming and i know from lots of people it’s helped them.
yet some days, i have so much to say and want to share my story(ies) but then my analytical side (yes, i have that side my dear friends who know me to cry at hallmark commercials) kicks in and i worry once i say it i can’t take it back. and we all have emotional days – i’d hate to send that emotional blog post out….that scream “danger will robinson, danger” = tmi.
i guess that’s the question of the future with the advent of fb, twitter, blogging, and whatever else will come along what is tmi?
i suppose for me it will be a little of…
trial vs. error
comfort vs. fear
insanity vs. reality
funny vs. tacky
appropriate vs. crude
p.s. i will never be posting pictures of my childbirth experience (if i have one) from a certain particular angle. no worries there or as my friend kbmmss stated yesterday “i don’t need to know about people’s missed periods”. amen.