I made a discovery today. Everyone has a blog. I mean everyone!! A friend from the ward came over and talked while she clipped coupons and I scrapbooked (heh. Could we be more Mormon???) and she mentioned something about another acquaintance’s blog. So I found my friend’s blog today (not for the first time) and looked at her blogroll (that was the first time for me). Um, WOW. There are a lot. I clicked on a name here and there, and everyone seemed to have an even longer blogroll than the last. I think every single person we go to church with has a blog!
When I started my blog (waaaaaay back in 2005) the only person I knew with a blog was Alyson. I was friendly with Dana, and quickly found out she had a blog. Then I became friendly with Heather and April. Then Karen found us through Heather, and I found Cara by clicking on the link of a friend of a friend’s… The rest is history. My little group has branched out. I have family on my blog roll. I have old college friends from Ricks (hi Allison!) and old college friends from University of Idaho (Hi Emily!). I have people from church in Tempe (Hi Nicole!). I have friends from high school (Katie is the LADY!! heh). I have random people who found me through search engines or something (I’m talking about you, Timber and Sariah in Vancouver!). I have Ches’ former students (Amber!!!!).
Before I had Facebook, I had my blog. It was my way to stay connected to my friends and a way to make new friends. It was my journal and my outlet. I shared pictures, videos, top ten lists (of my own making, thank you very much!), recipes, book reviews, and interesting (to me) links. My little world pretty much revolved around my blog. It’s kind of pathetic, but I checked my blog everyday to see what new comments were written and to see who had posted something new. I loved the conversations we used to have (usually involved pie and black algae).
My blogroll has grown a lot these past 4 years. I think I get less comments than I used to, however. I don’t feel the same as I used to about my blog. Oh, I’m not quitting. It just feels like a lot more work now. I’m thinking of switching things up (but then again, I think I’ve been saying that for a year now), just to make things interesting again. Interesting to me. I wonder if it would work.
The biggest thing… do I want to be like everybody else??? Do I want to do what everyone else is doing? Not really. As much as I like to fit in and I care about what other people think (yes, I do care TOO MUCH. I’m working on it), I really and truly don’t want to be a sheep. I don’t want to be just like everyone else. I don’t want to just be a name on a list somewhere. I want my readers to really be my friends and really care about my life, my family, or just me. That’s why I read the blogs I do. Every person on my blog roll means something special to me. Not to say that these long lists on other blogs aren’t meaningful. My list has gotten pretty long itself. I just don’t want to be another name. I want to be special.
I don’t say any of this as a knock on anyone else. I hope I don’t offend anyone (new or old) that reads this. It’s just… having a blog used to be a special thing. Now, well, I’m not so sure. I think I’m having a mid-blog crises. Don’t worry… I’ll be back to my old self soon enough. Or something like it. You know me and my mood swings. I’ll soon be following the crowd and trying to entertain my public. Maybe I should just do a meme for my next post.