Good Morning, awesome Moxie-Dude readers!
No one was more surprised than me when TWO people contacted me yesterday because they wanted to pick my brain. And although this is flattering on about four levels, it also confuses me. Especially when said people wanted to talk about two separate topics – both of which I KNOW NOTHING ABOUT.
A virtual friend from the U.S. reached out to talk to me about blogging.
A real-life friend from Canada wanted to talk to me about her current problems with her husband.
These issues were like food for the hamster – especially since the questions came to me on a national level.
So I thought about talking to y’all about how I keep a running list of topics to blog about and how sometimes I have an editorial calendar and mostly I don’t because things often “just happen” or my kids habitually “just say things” and all of these inspire the hamster to wake me up – usually at 2 a.m. – to write about them.
Also, I try to reserve Friday posts for the Out & About segment where I write about a Montreal haunt that I would have checked out during the week.
And then when my other friend called me I thought I’d talk about the difference between being “in love” and being “in need” because clearly there’s a difference and then I remembered that I have no freaken clue about love and relationships because of my disability in that department.
Note from the hamster: Much like her disability in the kitchen only in more of a “handicap-you’re-not-allowed-taking-stairs” kind of way. And WHY ARE YOU ASKING MS. SHE-DOESN’T-KNOW-WHAT-THE-HELL-SHE’S-DOING ABOUT YOUR PROBLEMS? That’s what Oprah is for.
So I turned to my friend Rachael who’s very logical and rational and whom I depend on because Rachael always has the answers to everything, and she said that EVERYONE is messed up when it comes to relationships.
All that to say, dear awesomeness, that these are all the things that I was going to talk to you about today but then I got distracted – kind of like when a dog is intently chewing on a bone and gets distracted when he suddenly sees a cat. Only I wasn’t chewing on a bone and I didn’t see a cat.
I saw THIS:
And naturally I got to thinking about how the world would be a better place if EVERYONE would just put their freaken carriage away.