MySpace and the Famous

I was wandering around and discovered a lot of Famous People pages. Some were clearly marked Fan Page while others claimed (or didn't dispute) that they were a famous person. I know some of them are real but, most of them aren't. Personally, I don't understand why someone would put up a false page. Do they get some sort of profit? Why bother.

Anyway, it got me to thinking about the real pages and famous people. I looked at some of the comments left on their pages. Positive, negative, bits of conversations, icons and a few requests for advice or help. What could I write that would make this famous person want to respond to me? What do I have to say that this person hasn't heard before? What would make my comment stand out from all others. I guess because I don't have the answers to these questions, I haven't ever written a fan letter.

I don't have anything against fan letters or autographs. I have met a few of my fave authors and had them sign their books. (Ed McBain is one of my treasured) Would I like a signed DVD of The Sixth Sense? Yes! Would I like an autographed copy of the autobiography of Van Johnson? Yes! Would I write fan letters to these people? No. "I like you and think you are nifty". What more could I say?

The Moody Blahs

Ever get into a blah funk?

I seem to be in a funk th is evening and can't find a reason why. I wonder if it has to do with me not getting to the gym in a few days? The last time I had a funk, I had just written a story...

A few weeks ago, I started writing a story. It started out in my head as a what could have been scenario. I had a friend I met in high school. We started hanging out my senior year and continued through most of my college years. The only time we spent together was during summers and school breaks since I went to school out of state. I refer to him as the boyfriend that wasn't. We never did anything to consumate the relationship. I'm talking nothing, like in no kissing, nothing. In every other way, he was a boyfriend. A mutual friend told me he never made a move because I was out of state more than in. I told my husband about this relationship. He said it was kind of sad because it was a relationship of what could have been. He's happy it didn't work out but he understands the weirdness. He's a good husband.

I began to put on paper a scenario about what could have happened if I hadn't found my husband and went back to New York. Okay, there was a lot of fiction involved. I had no reason to move back, no job prospects, parents had moved, friends had moved, I was living with evil Ex-Jeff. I couldn't decide if I wanted to do it as Romantica or just a romance. The sex scenes could be fun to write.

Husband suggested a few scenarios and possible plot points. I mixed what I remembered of Matt (forgot to mention his name) and some of my favorate traits of my husband. Husband has some good romantic hero traits. I had us, I mean the heroine and hero travel to my favorate city, Vegas. I just can't decide if I want to finish it or just leave it as a brain cleaning. I had the thought of what could have been and I got it out. Some writers feel that their writing is cathartic. Maybe that is all I needed. I don't fancy myself a writer. I don't have the discipline. Although, Husband and I have talked about writing a sci-fi/fantasy book for fun.

Should I finish my story? Should I make it into novel length? Should I just chalk this up to a mommy moment?

When you actually want to go to the gym

I haven't posted in a while for no good reason. Well, a sort of a good reason. Well, it's a reason.

I think there is some validity to the "Body in Motion" theory. I haven't been able to go to the gym for over two months. Every time I took the toddler to the babysitting area, he got sick. Now, I don't mean 'achoo, I have a cold' sick. I mean 5th disease, strep, stomach virus sick. It was bad enough that he gets sick from other kids in the playgroup but this was too much. I know it is good for them to get all this stuff out of the way and, in theory, it strenthtens their immune systems. But, 5th disease??? Did you even know there was a disease they were too lazy to name?

The toddler began to hate the gym. I don't know if it was because he was already sick and just didn't want to leave me or if he knew the place was teeming with plague.

Not having that time to myself. Not being able to do something that will help me get back in shape. Not having a few moments a day when I didn't have to, well, look after the toddler. I missed it. You don't need to post a nasty comment, I feel guilty for missing it but, I stopped going, didn't I?

The days dragged on. I realized I was calling people constantly. I was lonely and bored. We stopped going to playgroup and stopped having playdates. I didn't want him to get sick or, when he was sick, didn't want to infect others. This meant I was isolated. The house was a disaster. I was exhausted by the end of the day and didn't have much to show for it.

Today, we went to the gym. The toddler saw the toys and left my side. I was happy. There were a few pittiful 'Mamma' s before I left. I kept peeking in the windows. I did hear him crying but it didn't last long. The babysitters were wonderful. They got him playing with trucks. He wasn't happy but he wasn't unhappy. I peeked a few more times and he stayed in the same place for most of the hour. Everytime someone opened a door (there are quite a few in this small gym) I thought they were coming for me. "Your child is hysterical, come get him"! I did some weights, I did the treadmill and I took a shower. I even got to shave and sit in the sauna!

I have hope again.

Why Blog?

I have been trying to figure out why I am blogging. To keep an online diary? To air out my thoughts?

I was going to post some events that happened last week but I was worried that the people mentioned might read it. I was told, never write anything down that you don't want someone else to read. While I felt the need to vent, I didn't want to hurt anyone's feelings.

Is that true to the blog spirit?

Well, the toddler is finally sleeping and I am going to catch up on some serious husband time.

Back Again

Well, the toddler has recovered...again, from the latest bout of plague. Ear infection and 5ths disease. Yes, they ran out of names after the first 4.

DH and I have a countdown until my parents arrive for spring break. (My mother is a teacher) It sounds goofy but we haven't been a couple since their last visit. We spend so much time on and with the toddler there isn't much left for us. Okay, it's not like we're strangers in the same house. We just haven't done anything alone in a long time. We can't even decide what to do while we're out. A whole day to ourselves and the only thing we can come up with is going out to dinner. What do you do when you haven't done anything in years? Okay, it's only 21 months but that is still a long time!

What do other people do? I know we can't be the first parents to face this.

More Toddler Tales

He's a smart little thing. Well, smarter than I think he is. I am always amazed at his intuitive leaps and his comprehension. Yeah, I'm a proud mama!

Husband took a half day off so I could have a half day off. I went shopping and got a massage. My fave thrift store was having a sale so I went a bit nuts. I bought some crappy jeans and I plan to decorate them with a bleach pen. Well, I will probably have to wait until my mother gets here. Bleach and toddler do not mix. I also got books and a bag of toys for the baby. I have a day off and I shop for him. I also missed him a little.

The day off was great. Husband it a wonderful husband for giving me these days. I'd go nuts without them. Just going to the grocery store with the toddler takes twice as long and I get half as much done. The half days allow me to shop at my own pace.

Goofy Blog Stuff

Okay, I took a few of those "What kind of ___ are you?" tests. I'm posting the ones I liked the best. I made my husband take a few. He did really well on teh 8th Grade Science test. Yup, I've got me one of them 'nerds'. :-)

Reeses Peanut Butter Cups

Very popular, one of you is not enough.

What Kind of Candy Are You?

The Movie Of Your Life Is A Cult Classic

Quirky, offbeat, and even a little campy - your life appeals to a select few. But if someone's obsessed with you, look out! Your fans are downright freaky. Your best movie matches: Office Space, Showgirls, The Big Lebowski

If Your Life Was a Movie, What Genre Would It Be?

You Are Likely a First Born

At your darkest moments, you feel guilty. At work and school, you do best when you're researching. When you love someone, you tend to agree with them often. In friendship, you are considerate and compromising. Your ideal careers are: business, research, counseling, promotion, and speaking. You will leave your mark on the world with discoveries, new information, and teaching people to dream.

The Birth Order Predictor

Cheese Pizza

Traditional and comforting. You focus on living a quality life. You're not easily impressed with novelty. Yet, you easily impress others.

What's Your Pizza Personality?

You Are a Boston Creme Donut

You have a tough exterior. No one wants to mess with you. But on the inside, you're a total pushover and completely soft. You're a traditionalist, and you don't change easily. You're likely to eat the same doughnut every morning, and pout if it's sold out.

What Donut Are You?

More from Plague Central

Both husband and baby have recovered. Well, both are still a bit crabby but, nothing coming out of their bodies that shouldn't be naturally coming out. I went through 4 t-shirts and 3 sets of sheets. It is amazing how bad the house gets when the baby is sick. Then again, it is fairly disasterous when he is healthy.

Back again

Well, since my first post was such a success, (I think one person looked at it) I decided to continue. The toddler has a bit of a runny nose. That translates to a lot of snot on me and a cling-y kid. It's amazing how many things there are to worry about when you are a mother. "What if this is something big?" "Is it just a cold or something else?" "Did he get it from that kid in playgroup who *always* has a runny nose?"

First Blog

I guess this is my first blog here. I signed up so I could leave comments for a fave author of mine.

Hmmm, I wonder what I could do with my blog?

Could I change the world? Post exciting facts? Change the life of one person?

Probably not. I'll have to think about it for a while.