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June 02, 2005

brightsides and bread ties

Yes. The brightside.

Anyway: the brightside. Blogging really makes concrete the cycle of my moods, what I attribute to be the causes of those moods, and allows me to take myself a little less seriously.

For instance, I get to read and reflect on what I've been funky about in the past, and what has lifted my spirits, likewise.

I have a new approach to seeing events as they happen in my life: "would I blog this?" or "how will I blog this (how will I present it)?"

And though I've felt from the get-go (or "git-go" if you prefer) that my private, personal life inevitablely collides with all things in the public, I'm slowly learning, through this very public genre, that things certainly can, and do, stay private. For instance, there's a whole long drawn-out drama about my brother and niece living with us that I only gesture towards. There are days I am ready to put them out. There are days that are not so bad, where I don't mind them at all, and can see them hanging out indefinitely. And there are often times when their antics stress me out and I deliberately DO NOT blog, because, well, I'm not sure why.

The blog truly is a self-effacing mechanism. And not only in a public manner. Yes, you lay yourself bare (how bare, you decide) to a public, BUT more importantly, you lay yourself bare for your own self to discover and reflect on.

That said, some hodge podge:

We have a little skunk eating catfood off the back porch. We think it's a she because she is small, but we can't be sure.

Tomorrow night begins the insanity that is studio rehearsals before the dance recital next weekend. With 3 kids in 5 numbers (that's 8 costumes for me to keep track of!!) I am just a little anxious.

I've been wearing a bread tie around my little finger to remind myself not to yell and scream and to pick my battles and to generally be more calm. I think it's working--today I didn't wear it and the screaming hag came back for a few hours. I've got the kids in on it too. Hannah asks me: "Mom, where's your BREAD TIE??" when I start up. And when Hannah rages about something, I raise my pinkie at her. "Get a bread tie," I say when someone comes in to tattle.

Posted by mryonker at June 2, 2005 10:40 PM

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Posted by: madeline at June 6, 2005 10:05 PM

Posted by: Academic Coach at June 17, 2005 10:55 AM