My Eyeballs Might Just Implode

Or explode. I've been playing on the computer all day and keeping track of Mr. Wheaton's poker progess. GO WIL!

In other exciting fun-filled news I worked in the yard. Write it down on the calendar because that happens like once a month. I guess since the landlord has decided to put the places she owns on the market (with no notice) I might as well make the jungle look like you can walk through it. The grass may look even but I know the ground has holes deep enough to swallow the UPS delivery guy whole should he roam off the path from the gate to the door. I have a sneaking suspicion the yard has gobbled up more than one small animal who dared trespass in the wild unknown.

There's also nothing like getting paid and being completely broke at the same time. Every once in a while it'd be great to know there was a little left over but at least the lights are still on and the house is still warm.

"Money talks, but all it ever says is goodbye." - American saying

The Elements of Style

I finally found a copy of "The Elements of Style" by Strunk and White. It is a bit of a boring read on the front section - well, it wouldn't be if I knew my grammar. I would really like to write, but I read these books and realize how little I understand. It discourages me.

"Language is the dress of thought." - Samuel Johnson

Mommy blogging?

I don't understand the "Mommy Blogger" bashers. In fact I'm not sure I really understand the phrase "Mommy Blogging." I read Dooce on a regular basis. To me she is a wonderful, sarcastic, intelligent woman who seems to be married to a fantastic man and they have a daughter whom they love very much. Mrs. Armstrong doesn't come across to me as a mommy-blogger, just a lady who wants to share whats going on in her life.

Why would spending more than a sentence on a person with whom you are sharing the majority of your time loving and teaching be considered over the top mommy - ism? Mrs. Kennedy of Fussy.org is also a fantastic writer of the everyday and ordinary. And she writes in such a way that the ordinary makes me feel how she was feeling, makes me laugh or want to cry. These ladies to me are good writers. Good bloggers. Wives, mothers, and all around great gals.

Labels don't suit. They are not right. But if these ladies want to stand up and claim "Mommy blogger" then go for it. Make it positive.

"To be nobody-but-myself -- in a world which is doing its best, night and day, to make you like everybody else -- means to fight the hardest battle which any human being can fight, and never stop fighting." - e. e. cummimgs