Category Archives: blogging on blogging

i feel fine

I do feel fine now, with a ginger ale & rum.
I looked at my stats panel again because it keeps telling me all this cool shit like the fact that you can earn recognition and books by gutting yourself emotionally and then hitting “post.”
I found an incoming link from We Feel Fine. This is the [...]

scary blog tiresome brain

Sometimes the concept of blogging just totally freaks me out. It’s so… publishy. My thoughts are online, visible to the public, and I feel committed to them then. Like yesterday I was all aglow about being a mom and a women in her thirties and now I feel like a colossal mess and it’s like [...]

the world of me progresses thusly:

Art Update
My nursing dyad* models will be at our photo studio (a.k.a. my dining room, with everything shoved against one wall while the backdrop is set up on the opposite wall and the light stands are surrounded by bump-happy dog and toddler life forms) tomorrow morning.
I haven’t even started the actual piece and I have [...]

please ignore the giant orange dots

I can’t really explain their presence other than to say that I was sick of having someone else’s graphics on my blog but am too lazy to make good ones of my own. I made bad ones, though, and they’re my bad, so yay. See also how crappariffic scrolly spiral whatsits can look if you [...]

i, robot

Feck! Blogger just froze Furry Zen. Apparently my link-love heavy inaugural post set off their spam alarms. They say in four business days they will have examined the site to see if I am a real blogger.
Please don’t anyone suggest that I should be using WordPress because lately I hear nightmares. Of course, I am having [...]

shameless…

Clever itty little post about toddler num-a-nums at Wabi Sabi Mamas

pre-spring rain

there is a warm rain today. huge drops like the last few tears dropping onto a small child’s cheek after you’ve already made her laugh.
i wore a three-quarters sleeve shirt today, my favorite: exactly the length to fit my small arm and not bunch or roll or need to be folded under.
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Originally posted at Tumblr, where I outlawed [...]

a lovely post

Schmutzie (Milk Money or Not Here I Come) is one of my Superstar Bloggers, the ones I read and never comment on because they seem to have actual fans more than readers and commenting feels like sending a pop singer a love letter. But this post today about boredom, overstilulation and the mundane minutae of our [...]

delurk ye

Thanks to Aimmee’s (of Greeblemonkey yumminess) adorable and funny graphic (see above), I now realize it’s Delurker Day. Again. So feel free to out yourself. If you want to, tell me some things. Like… what is your quirkiest recurring dream? Your favorite Maggie Gyllenhaal movie? Your drink of choice?

Do I even have lurkers? Do I, Becky? [...]

some sidebar business…

Blog for Choice January 22 —->
Just now discovered that half of my blogroll was MIA. Have fixed. So sorry! What a pain.