ode to blogging

i have so little time to post thoughts that i would love to share with those that read.

i read other blogs and envie the in-depth conversation they pull off while holding down "day jobs" and raising children.

i was one of those people three years ago that said, "why would anyone blog?" is seems silly and somewhat narssistic"  and now i laugh at the thought.  i couldn't go a week without pulling up my page and at least posting some pictures and quick thoughts to relieve my self of the desire to do so and to share with those that want to check in.  i love to do it.

i have always journaled.

i have always written.  poems.  essays of thought.  sometimes stories.  i am a closet writer.  a writer that doesn't write. enough.

as i type two of my ducks are over next door playing.  the other is here, but the house is much more quiet than i am use to this time of day.  it's going on 6pm and i have time to blog!  i can't think of anything to say.  so i just started typing about why i love blogging.

it's relaxing to puts words down out of my head.  i like to type fast.  i have always been a fast typer.  now i am really a fast typer considering my multi-tasking abilities.

i have to say all in all--

that blogging has become part of my life, part of my way of sharing with you my experience day to day, week to week, month to month and year to year.  i have never tried to share it with "the cyber world"-i've been thinking about it.  but that seems like a lot of pressure.  i don't want to "have" to do it.   that's what happening in the acting world, i HAD to DO all this STUFF and it took all the BLISS out of it.   it became a burden to persue.  i want to keep this bliss as much as possible.  trying to GO commerical with anything is a strong "IFFIEE" to me....i don't know if its worth it in the long run.  i'd rather sit in my tiny bubble and enjoy my ride.

more thoughts later, as for now i must go make mac and cheese and pour chocolate milk.