A Wee Bit of Housekeeping
Blogging is tough to keep up with when the paperload of grading bogs my time down. I’ve managed to swim up from an arduous week of poetry notebooks and grammar packets and hope to dust off the edges of my postie.
First of all, as summer plunges into the recesses of seasonal change, as darkness and rainy days force former sunny afternoons of backyard bliss to fade away into autumnal dreariness, I can’t help but reflect how quickly time passes. One day I’m relaxing out in the backyard with book in hand after a long day of prepping freshmen of the harsh realities of high schoolness and the next moment I’m hunkering over my laptop planning second semester lesson forays into To Kill a Mockingbird and The Odyssey.
This is when I am glad to retreat into blogdom.
I have scant energy to work on my manuscripts once school starts again. I don’t even have energy to skim through my writing magazines, let alone attend my critique group. Teacherness garners every grain of my attention. Then again, what else would I want to do for a career.? Oh, yeah, be a world-famous recluse writer. Aah, there’s time for that when I do actually retire.
For now, blogging is my version of knitting as a means of unwinding and filling my hands with busyness and allowing my brain to channel some sort of creativity. I may not churn out scarves and mittens, but I do enjoy tweaking out a post or two.
This is why I so appreciate getting a bit of recognition now and then. Those fun reader awards count for hurrah applause (“yes! someone is reading my stuff! yay!!) This time I have Samirto thank for nominating me for the One Lovely Blog Award. I appreciate Samir’s comments and he has great insights on writing (and life) at his own blog. Be sure to check out his blog if you haven’t already. Now, as to the award regs:
1. Thanks, Samir, for the lovely blog nom
2. Seven things about me…
- Not a banana fan unless they are in my smoothie or come in chips
- Prefer doing sports rather than watching them
- I detest crinkly sounds, especially at the movies
- Would love to live in a Bradburian neighborhood with a front porch and visit with neighbors who pop up for conversation and lemonade as we ease back in our porch swings
- I used to adore cats, but not so much anymore (I owned seven at one time)
- Wonder if I will ever be able to play the piano–I have the piano, just no musical ability
- Can’t drink carbonated beverages without getting explosive, bodacious hiccups (very embarrassing)
3. Fifteen blogs I think are Lovely
ahem, well…I think a lot of blogs are lovely and so not too offend anyone I do follow, have followed, and intend on following more closely, here are a handful of new-to-me blogs. I especially like how random these bloggers think, react, and respond to the world around them. They are sound bites of this big blue marble we call home:
And just in case you are interested, as I was dusting and futzing about the blog I discovered a few stats lying about. Not knowing what else to do with them I thought I would air them out. Stats do like a turn about now and then.
Since February when I began Musing via WordPress:
- 103 posts
- 595 comments
- 5, 665 hits
- 109 followers
- Akimet is protecting me against 888 spam comments–this one fascinates me. How do they know what constitutes a threat versus a sincere inquiry? What if it is a legimate blogadite tapping at my door?
- March 17 was my busiest day when I had 86 hits. I wrote about browsing through other people’s bookcases. Weird how some topics light a fire, huh?
Anyway, I’m worn out from dusting and futzing. I need to get back to slumming and read my gothic romance. The heroine is just about to become the governess to the spoiled daughter of the married man who has wretched, but attractive wife. It should be a fast read. Tomorrow we continue with Cyrano de Bergerac in AP English.