Tag Archive: Blogging


Because I wrote about her blog. My motive was not to get a pat on the back, the suggestion was write a post about a blog you enjoy and that is what I did. To read what she wrote in her thanks to me, made me smile, gave me a goofy grin. It brightened her day.

Many times I don’t say anything when someone is down, I am afraid I will say the wrong thing and make them feel worse. Or maybe be taken as a platitude because all I can up with is what everyone else has already said. Unlike a friend who can be there, when the only place you know someone is online, how can you be there for them? Some have extended their figurative hand by putting out their e-mail, by letting people contact them through personal messages on Twitter and FaceBook. I also hesitate before taking that step.

It’s not from a lack of caring, it the result of extending my hand and getting it slapped. I understand that when people are hurting they may not want or be able to push someone away gently, it still hurts. I get hurt, then I feel guilty. Once again I have done the wrong thing and hurt someone I wanted to help. Just like saying the wrong thing can hurt, saying nothing can also hurt. Which begs the question, which hurts more? Is it better to err on being considered thoughtless, or being considered a bumbling fool?

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Topic #123:

Topic #123: Pick a blog or blog post you enjoy and write a post about it.

This is a blog I enjoy, This Space For Rent Call 1-800-BITE ME, this is the Blogger that turned me on to “Postaday2011”. We encourage each other, well, she encourages me, I don’t know if I encourage her but I try.

My first introduction to Stacey was on Twitter, when I got put on lists of Yankee fans, then I followed her links to her blog. It is a mix of things, she writes about being bipolar, being a Yankee fan (like me!), sometimes she posts fiction she has written, sometime a collection of random thoughts. It’s always interesting.

My interest in reading about being bipolar is personal, my best friend in the whole wide world has two children who have been diagnosed with bipolar disorder and so I like to read about other people with the same disorder, perhaps in the hope that I can be a better ‘Auntie’ to her kids. Stacey’s blog is very helpful because she is very honest in it. She is very brave to put herself out there like that. I hope someday we get to meet. Except a part of me is afraid she won’t like me. There is my little insecurity showing.

So check out her blog, and that’s all, says she.

When I checked my e-mail, I saw a lot of e-mails from WordPress. It surprised me, I get a few comments now and then, but this was highly unusual. As I read through the comments they seemed to have a theme, “Don’t quit.” One comment by Rex: “Well, Bella, if you don’t get a lot of comments today, I don’t know what else would work.” Then I read this comment by Debbi is 24atHeart and the last sentence was: “(BTW – congrats on being recognized today by The Daily Post!)

My response to that was “What?” I played with my iPhone until I figured out how to show the sidebar, clicked on the link to The Daily Post to find a blog post titled: Help a friend not quit Post a Day. In case you don’t want to click on the link I’ll summerize, in this post Scott mentions that someone, who may or may not be named Bella Foxx was thinking of quiting Post A Day.

Can you help her out by stopping by her blog today, A Commuter’s journal, and giving her some Daily Post love on her post? In Likes and Comments? Or just drop a comment here with a short word of encouragement? Thanks.

People came, I got 474 hits on my blog that day. That is the most ever, today I have 115 so far. And comments were left. Every time I checked my e-mail there were more comments. 31 on one post (Topic #107: What percentage of Americans believe in the devil?), 9 on Baseball season and a few others scattered around to other posts. Some people even left multiple comments. I was, in a word, overwhelmed.

The comments ranged from “Don’t quit” and “Maybe you could try Post A Week” to “You might need to take a short break from blogging”. Some made a comment about the post and then said very briefly, “Don’t quit”. Some were quite complementary, like this one: jerzygirl45: “At least your stuff is incredibly coherent and readable.”; and Chuck: “Well, if an excellent writer is thinking about giving up her blog, then a hack such as myself, should bury his or her head under piles of crumpled virtual paper. Don’t stop!” I’m going to have to buy a bigger hat.

Seriously though, I have gotten some good ideas and some encouragement and a whole lot of, “People are reading my blog! Squeeee!” Most of all, if you can feel love coming from a website, I have felt the love and it has given me the energy to keep going, to muddle through this dry spell and keep writing.

My heartfelt thanks to each and every one of you.

And that is all, says she.

Lots of comments today, I read every one. I wrote a reply to everyone. I am going to write a blog post about how they made me feel. Tomorrow. Right now. SLEEEEEEP.

Baseball season

It is now baseball season which is causing me a slight problem. When I started the Post-a-day promise I was a little worried that when baseball started I would fall behind on this blog. I reasoned that if I was in the habit of posting everyday, it wouldn’t happen. Well it has, a little bit but so far I have been able to catch up, if not posting everyday, I have the same number of posts as days in the week. I still feel like I am a failure in blogging.

However, on my Yankee blog, I have posted for every game so far this year, in fact I even made up a button, “Post-a-game-2011”. That is where the problem is, I am having to write two blog posts almost every day. I don’t want either post to be a two-liner, or just a link to a new article I found interesting. I have noticed a steady stream of hits on my blog and I am starting to think I have regular readers and I don’t want to disappoint them.

I will do my absolute best to stay on top of this blog. However if it gets too hard I might switch to the post a week promise.

That is all, says she.

Once again I have a Wednesday off where I didn’t get to do what I wanted to do. Well, I managed to get a work-out in, and for that my legs are now killing me, which tells me I need to do this more often.

So lets run through my day, first I got up earlier then I wanted to drive Tigger to school. Then I stopped at Panera to get breakfast and do some blogging with my iPod. My mistake here was checking into Facebook, which let Tigger know where I was, which led him to send me a message asking for him to bring him food from Panera. Which I did, but it took longer then I wanted because there was an accident on Route 9 that had two lanes shut down. Then I came home, got my stuff together and went to Allsport, had a nice workout and shower. Felt good!

My plan was then to go to the library and go online. But the library I went to doesn’t have wifi. The reason I wanted to go online at the library was I knew I wouldn’t be interrupted at the library. Which happened when I came home. I feel like I am an evil person if I send Gwen away even though she says she doesn’t mind. But she is so BORED!! So I put Sims in the computer, but before we could play any Tigger sends me a text message that he needs to be picked up.

After I got home I once again sat down to come online and once again was interrupted, this time to go to the grocery store for Em. And now that I am here, all I can remember of what I was going to say is …. nothing.

And that’s all, says she.

Someone wrote in a blog that a good way to get comments and traffic to your blog is to pose a thought provoking, interactive question on a provocative subject. Pick a controversial subject, write your thoughts on it and then say, “So what do you think?” And people will post, whether or not they agree, they will post.

However, no one has written anything about how to cope with the bone crushing disappointment when no body posts a comment. I mean NOBODY. I am afraid that is what would happen to me, no one would post a answer or add a thought of their own, I would be checking everyday to see if ANYONE had bothered to come by and make my day. In the end I am left crying in my bed under my blankets because no one want to talk to me. And where are all these people who told me I would be more popular? They’re off fielding questions and getting comments from my readers!

And that’s all, she says.

Who am I thanking? Why all of you of course. I subscribe to a service called Sitemeter, they record how many hits or visits your ‘site’ or ‘blog’ gets and then every week I get a report with the numbers. It looks like this:

— Site Summary —
Visits

Total …………………… 4,067
Average per Day ……………… 6
Average Visit Length ………. 7:04
This Week ………………….. 45

The next section is Pageviews, which I am not really sure what that is, although I am sure some (most, o.k. everyone but me) knows what that means. But this is what has me feeling pretty good, I get an average of 6 visits a day, which is not a lot I know, but the average length of a visit is 7 minutes. That means people aren’t just popping in and popping out, people are actually (gulp) reading what I am writing.

So I want to thank all of you for stopping by, for reading, and for making me feel important, if only for 7 minutes and 4 seconds.

Last week I said that I was going to post every trip Em and I made to the city. The only problem I have is coming up with new and original titles. Also right now, I don’t know if the problem is with WordPress or my router, but I am losing posts. It is very annoying but because that is happening, this post may not be what I want it to be, as in, not as long and no pictures, since the pictures seem to be the problem. For instance, I have been trying to get my review post done for almost an hour and a half. It’s not the writing that is taking so long, it is getting the pictures in the post! There again, I don’t know if it’s my browser or WordPress.

It is making me so frustrated, I can’t even remember what I was going to say here.

All right, my reviews are posted. So Saturday, we got a late start, I had to go to Weight Watchers (up 0.6 pounds) and Em was not feeling great. Fred came with us, I never got a reason as to why, not that I care. First off we stopped at the soupman. Fred kept saying he wanted soup from the ‘Original’ soupman, so we went, Em had a groupon. I got black bean and he got Lobster bisque. On the wall was a T.V. with clips from Seinfeld, every so often a quote from an episode featuring the Soupman was shown and I would laugh, then we would have to explain why it was funny to Fred. After we finished the soup we walked to Bon Chon Chicken for lunch. Another groupon, before we get finished with Em’s groupons, we will probably have eaten in every part of Manhattan. Make sure to check out my review of Bon Chon here.

Next was Em’s appointment to get her nails done, Fred was getting a manicure also. We were early, so we stopped at the Yankee store since I had promised Em a sweatshirt for opening day. She didn’t find any she liked, but I found a navy blue jersey that was half price. While she was getting her gel manicure and Fred was getting a plain manicure, I went to wait for him at Starbucks across from the nail salon, thinking I would go online and check my e-mail, track my food for the day, guess what? It wasn’t working. I was frustrated. After Fred was done he came over to Starbucks and we went to the library, where I let him use the computer and I went online there with my iPod. Such fun, I don’t know what he did, but I checked in with four-square, and what else I don’t remember.

We took the subway to SoHo. It was cold Saturday and I don’t think Em was feeling very well. The original plan was for Em to go look at earrings, by that time she had changed her mind, one because Ashley wasn’t going to be there and two because of the cost. But we still wanted tea so we went to Harney and Sons. Check out my review here. I also bought tea, so as soon as I finish my chocolate rose tea, I can start drinking my Irish Breakfast. The other Irish Breakfast I currently have is going to feed the plants.

We had one last groupon we used, for dinner, at a pizza place called zPizza. According to Em it is in Greenwich Village but the website says it is in the West Village. I didn’t write a review, it is small and you can buy a slice of pizza already made, or you can pick your crust, your sauce, your cheese and your toppings for a custom made pizza. When we were done, once again we headed for the subway instead of just walking up to Grand Central. When we got there we had to go outside because Fred wanted to try on these shoes he saw at Models. They are ‘toe’ shoes, remember toe socks? Well these look creepier. Then to the train, then home and I was so tired, I took my shower and went to bed. Didn’t even turn on the computer.

Hard at work

The transfer from Blogger to WordPress is almost done. I spent most of this evening copying my blog roll from my old blog to here. It involved clicking on each link, copying the title and url, and then pasting them in my link list here. If you scroll down to the bottom you can see them, I am quite proud of myself. As I was doing it, I noticed a couple of people that had moved their blogs, they had just left the old ones and started new ones. No transferring of posts or any of the shit I’m going through. But then, I am a tiny bit obsessed. Just a little.

There are some things that don’t work on WordPress, and I will just have to learn to live without them. All that is left is the list of websites and I haven’t decided if I am going to add them to the links list at the bottom, or make a page and put them on it. So many decisions.

The tiny picture in the header of the blog is my hummingbird tattoo. It was taken right after I had it done so my skin is red and irritated. I am still thinking about what my next tattoo is going to be.