The Evolution, History, and Future of this blog

This blog started because I was lonely. I was a new SAHM in a state with no family, and only friends who worked and lived half an hour away. I felt isolated and had no one to talk to outside of Husband. And let's be honest here... he's great and all, but completely sucks at girl talk.

So I blogged. I joined a moms group in TX. I met people and they read my blog. It was weird, because they would know me before they met me. They would read about all of my vulgar inner thoughts and then meet me. I can't even count the number of times I've been told that I'm not like my blog in person, at least not at first. And Husband has told me that "Your blog is funny, why aren't you funny in real life?" He's a jackass. A clever little jackass.

So other moms in TX had blogs. And I got to know them and know their personal details. And I liked it. I can't stay on the phone all day, but I'd like to know how you're doing... what you did today... etc.

Then we moved to B'ham. And I used the blog to chronicle and cope with my loneliness again. And I joined a moms group. And the same thing happened again. I think of it as the equivalent to chatting at the fence with your neighbor back in the '50's. Only easier, less human, and with pictures to document it.

I have always been obscenely honest on my blog. I wrote what I wanted to without regard to who would read it. I was never aiming to hurt anyone, but if you were offended because I called a woman a bad mother because she hit her kid in the face for not sitting down... so be it. It's mine. It's not a public poll and it's not meant to amuse you. It's meant to amuse me. It's meant to amuse my friends and keep them "in" on what goes on in my life on a regular basis.

Then I started thinking about other people. Would that offend them? Can I say that without hurting their feelings? And I wrote less often and less detailed. I know you can't please everyone, but I didn't want to hurt anyone. But I must say... the watered down version of me? I don't like it.

Then things took a turn. Blogs became weapons. Ways to covertly say something to someone without owning up to it. I almost hit "Delete" on this blog several times, but never did because that would be letting other people control me. And I wasn't the first blogger on earth, but I was the one of the first ones around here. I've never been out to be the next Dooce, I've never looked at this as anything but fun. And it wasn't anymore.

This leads up to the present. I'm here and not going anywhere. I am surrounded by the best friends and family I could ask for. I'm ready to offend people again. I like blogging. I feel an odd sense of release when I do it. I know it opens me up to people who won't appreciate me or GASP! maybe even people who don't like me. But that's fine. We all know how Howard Stern became the King of All Media... A lot of people listened to him because they liked him... but MORE people listened because they didn't like him.

So maybe I will be the next Dooce after all. :)