I haven’t written here for a while, and I know this. The last time was January of 2014. A little over a year. After Franny got hit by that car, we ended up having to get a lawyer (something I really would have rather not done), and the defendant’s lawyer wanted to see everything, including my blog. Kind of took the charm out of writing anything here, even if I know it’s public, and I know anyone can read it. Although, let’s be honest, I doubt may people are shuffling through the dust bunnies here any more.
The internet has changed. Facebook came to the blogger’s door, tested the lock, and kicked it open. Blogging is now a “job” and some of the people who I remember blogging alongside back in the day now actually make a living off their blog.
I’m one of those people who longs for the days when things were (a bit), I guess. I rarely visit blogs, use Facebook multiple times a day, and mean to post a million things (on here) that I never do.
That’s part of Facebook that I don’t like, I guess. My blog is mine, I do and say as I please – to a rational point. Facebook is different. People have expectations and whine about them when they aren’t being lived up to (too many food posts, too many kid pics, pet pics, too many posts, too many quotes, too man WHATEVER). As if everyone owns a piece of Facebook.
I miss my messy drawer of a blog where I shove recipes, kid stories, links, pet pics, product reviews, and basically everything else –and anything else– I want. Blogs used to be the place to do that, but now there’s a gazillion other places.
I still write in my off-line journal. And I want to still write here. I don’t know if I will keep things here, or move it somewhere else. But I enjoy looking back at old posts (I often use the recipes for a reference), and wish I had more of them.