I’ve been neglecting this blog for a while. Every time I think of writing I get all squeamish about it and wonder whether there isn’t enough rambling crap on the Internet without me adding more. And I think of all those disparaging comments about how the internet seems to be primarily for porn and for people to post pictures of their babies (let’s not explore the connection between those two phenomena). Anyway, let’s face it, my blog is mostly a public viewing spot for baby pics.
I have some concerns about privacy. Sometimes it seems ludicrous to be posting diary-style gobbets of sharing in such a public forum. I have no idea who reads this stuff (well, besides one or two who either leave appreciative comments from time to time, or elbow me a little when I don’t update). And every now and then someone pipes up that they read something, stumbled over something, had a cousin or a friend or a brother check it out, and it all feels a bit weird.
Is this normal? Should we really be doing so much thinking aloud?
I used to write diaries – from when I was 15 years old, until I was in my late 20s. They’re a source of dire embarrassment now, although I can’t quite bring myself to throw them away. The stuff I wrote was, inevitably, hideous and mortifying. Am I going to flick through this blog in a few years time and cringe at having exposed you all to these inane thoughts? What are you doing here anyway? (Don’t answer that question – I know – you’re waiting for me to post some decent pics of Kolya.)
So, yes, well. I’m feeling a bit muted on the blog front. Maybe it’s because real life is a busy place. Maybe it’s because I’ve had some good books to read lately. Maybe it’s because I’m cooking more than one person needs to cook. (Jeez, I should be blogging about the cooking, but I’ve been put off food blogging by the blinding egos currently dominating the food blogging scene.) Maybe it’s because some of the bloggers I follow are so incredibly self-opinionated that one winces at the thought of turning into one of them.
Ah well. No doubt I’ll be back soon. In the meantime, I’ll be in the kitchen making crayfish stock and strawberry jam. Peace out.