31 July 2007

Lights out on Blogs?


Back in the days before Facebook (is it possible?!) the first task of my day was to log onto Blogger and see if anyone had read my blog, possibly even left some comments. It was so exciting for me to have my own tiny corner of the worldwide web where I could let friends and family know my daily thoughts and activities that I even installed a little tracker on it, that would tell me who had viewed my blog from various regions of the globe (excitingly, if not very accurately)

Since Laura demanded I get onto Facebook (curses on your head, Mitchell!) my blogging has waned - nay, stalled. At first I felt a little guilty. I still used to log on and check for comments most days, then it became most weeks. I made a few half-hearted, tepid posts, low on inspiration and humour and with a view to getting back onto the realtime updates of Facebook.

And while we're being honest, I may as well admit that the second task of my day was to check up on other blogs I enjoyed to see if they had been updated. You know. Friends' blogs and things. Jani and her exotic, artsy life in Montreal. Holly and the exciting changes of motherhood. Laura and her big move across Canada. Arwen and Andy and their European adventures. And, um...well, a rather ecclectic collection of blogs that I had randomly stumbled across while blog-surfing (I never said I was cool, OK!) and had rather liked.

My collection of must-see blogs (there is even new-fangled term for this desire to check blogs for updates before getting on with your day: Blogjammed) includes the following:
  • A Mormon stay at home Mom with 5 children, one of whom is disabled;
  • a 40-something American guy who blogs about his intensely complicated affair with a woman who he would literally do anything for, but she is happy with her boyfriend and thinks of him as just sex on the side;
  • a British woman living in the USA who delights me with her witty, insightful comments on differences of life over there;
  • a Southern gal who takes amazing pics and blogs about her fun lifestyle;
  • a Canadian gentleman in his 90s, who blogs about anything that interests him;
  • a Venezualan woman living in the UK who is currently in the throes of schizophrenic psychosis but doesn't let that deter her from blogging!
My point is this: Although my own little blog is slowly crumbling to nothingness, I still check others' blogs (including those of my real friends!) most weeks. I find that most of them, too, seem to have been abandoned or are only half-heartedly updated. Could it be possible that such a randomly non-connected group (though I suppose connected to each other through me, in my own mini version of 6 Degrees of Separation) could all have been taken over by the Facebook/MySpace phenomena and therefore feel no need to blog?
I find it a little unlikely. Is it just that the Blog has had its day and is necessarily being phased out, going the way of cassette tapes and leg warmers? Is it lights out for my own little Bumblelou?

11 July 2007

Jekyll/Hyde?


At this point in my life, where everything is so confusing, I feel like nothing is clear cut and the ground could fall through and swallow me up at any moment (and, in the worse moments, that that would not necessarily be such a bad thing!) I realize (after much reflection) that I am, possibly more so than anyone else I know, a complete contradiction!

I love learning about people but hate small talk.

I take everything seriously and spend a lot of time ridiculously and needlessly stressed but am ridiculously laid back

Will argue with anyone, strangers included, if I care passionately but hate arguements and change the channel if one is on TV.

Say things like they are but cringe and hide in the corner if others do the same.

Am a clean freak but crazily messy.

Need to be around people but value alone time more than anything.

A drama queen but socially awkward.

The one my friends watch, head shaking as they laugh at my embarrassing antics, but so old before my time and serious that I drive myself crazy!

Do things spontaneously at the drop of a hat but worry about things 10, 20 or 50 years down the line.

Love things that give me a rush but feel my stomach flip-flop in fear just looking at amusement park rides.

Am fiercely and proudly a Canadian in England but defend England to Canadians.


I could go on and on. Is this a recipe for craziness or what? And guys say girls are hard to understand!!

10 July 2007

Open Letter


My Dear Blog,
Can you forgive me for how I have treated you the last few months? Facebook came into my life and you were knocked resoundingly into a distant second place. Many times I have thought of you - the good times, the witty comments, the joy we felt as we giggled together, scheming over just the right topic to discuss, what picture to upload. Whenever a funny moment happens in my life, my first thought is sharing it with the world through you, not through Facebook. You may never believe me but it is true. I was simply ashamed to return to you and as time went on it just got harder. I hope our time together was not in vain. Can you ever accept me back? Do you think it can ever be like the old days? CAN WE REKINDLE THE MAGIC?

Yours loving,

Lindsay a.k.a "Your Bumblelou"

PS. Can you stop off and pick up some milk and diapers on the way home?