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January 26, 2011 By Michele 1 Comment

Our finances suck.  Therefore, I’m not at Blissdom.  That hurts – it’s my favorite conference of the year.  But Carmen, who is there, had a call for guest posts while she’s gone, and I obliged.  Go check it out: My Guest Post of Awesomeness.

PS – If you know me or went to school with me in real life?  I betcha knew nothing about it!  I kept it pretty close to the vest.  I was, after all, the resident outcast.  I didn’t want more attention.

Connections

January 29, 2009 By Michele 4 Comments

When I started writing online, it was 1995.  The world wide web was still getting it’s feet wet in terms of making connections.  There were some new people putting their Online Diaries up.  I don’t even remember who the first one I stumbled upon was.  Possibly Kymm in her Sweet as a Biscuit years.  She’s the one I remember from those days anyway.  I’ve always written a journal.  From as young as I can remember with those little diaries with a tiny space per day.  And a lock.

And so, I started to write.  I was KeeArgo on AOL.  A frequenter on the chatrooms – on my 14.4 modem – the height of technology at the time.  With your membership, you got some server space.  So I learned basic html (the only code language at the time).  I painstakingly coded every single page, and uploaded them one at a time.  Don’t forget to update the archives, back, and next links too!  It was a time consuming, tedious, detail oriented process.  Blogs didn’t exist – and there wasn’t any software to help until HotDog as I recall.

There wasn’t a “community” per se.  There weren’t comments.  Perhaps you could email the person your reactions if they put their email address up.  In fact, my one and only troll was during those days – I did put my email on my page, and I was informed by one reader that I should be sterilized so I couldn’t pass my immoral tattooed genes on to any offspring.  That was…  fun.  I wonder if he knows I passed my genes on in subsequent years.

Eventually, of course, the online diaries took off…  There were discussions about what constituted a “diary” versus a “journal.”  And then technology started advancing – and there were “blogs” or “weblogs” which came under the “journaling” not “diary” heading.  In fact there was a lot of discussion that “blogs” weren’t really valid to begin with.  Where’s the prose?  Where’s the actual writing?  Of course,  we know how that whole debate reconciled itself.

As time went on, we all found each other, of course.  It’s what us humans do – we connect.

So, what are the benefits of connection for me?  In the simplest terms – I’m not alone.  I’m not the only one out there putting myself up for everyone to see.  I’m not the only woman who feels the way I do, or struggles as I do.  I’m not the only mother struggling with this issue or that.  I’m not the only wife who wonders if my husband really did spawn on another planet.  I’m not the only one who questions her spirituality, sanity, or validity.  I am not alone.  That, in and of itself, eases burdens.  And then – the ability to share with others, to commiserate with others, to help others bear their responsibilities.  To debate, and argue, and laugh, and cry.

In society today, I feel very isolated.  Even if I’m out and about in my day – every one is so busy, so harried, it’s hard to connect with them.  At least not until 10pm at night and you take a moment to breathe and stop and look around.  But with the community around me online – I can be with people and make that connection I so need.  This is the most important benefit I’ve received.

Other benefits, of course, include going to events such as BlogHer and Blissdom and making that in-person connection.  Getting paid to blog in various parts of the innernets.  Getting to share wisdom and research that might help others.  Starting my online business, Vineyard Virtual Services for goodness sakes.  I don’t think that it would have been feasible had blogging not been something we could market and reach people with.  It’s what’s going to allow me to stay home with my family.

The benefit, in summary, is being involved in something tangible that’s bigger than us individually.

An Award!

January 16, 2009 By Michele 6 Comments

So.  Headless Mom has passed to me an award.   It’s my second in all the years I’ve been blogging, so I must say thank you.  It’s always wonderful to be acknowledged.  I had the pleasure of meeting Headless Mom at BlogHer last year – she was passing out headless dolls, as I recall.  And she still reads me.  So, I must not have made too terrible an impression!

So – the award – Making Lemons out of Lemonade

This award comes with a few rules: Put the logo on your blog or post. Nominate at least 10 blogs which show GREAT ATTITUDE and/or GRATITUDE! Be sure to link to your nominees within your post. Let them know that they have received this award by commenting on their blog. Share the love and link to this post and to the person from whom you received your award.

Now the hard part – Passing it on.  These blogs really don’t have anything in common.  Some are popular, some aren’t.  Some are Christian, some aren’t. Some curse, some don’t.  But I find each of these bloggers compelling for some reason – in all their differences.

  1. Steph at Adventures in Babywearing for her indomitable spirit.
  2. Angela at Bring the Rain for her grace and heart in sharing her daughter’s story.
  3. Kelly at Generation Cedar for never wavering in her principles.
  4. Ree at The Pioneer Woman who exudes the gratitude she has for the life she leads in every post and picture.
  5. Stacy at Your Sacred Calling for the calm, focused and true way she lives her life pointed at God.
  6. Tanis at Attack of the Redneck Mommy for the ferociousness in which she loves and fights for her kids and husband.
  7. Crystal at Boobs, Injuries, and Dr. Pepper for the great attitude she has through all she’s been through.
  8. Allison at Mrs. Fussypants for her indomitable spirit through the last couple of years.
  9. Oh, the Joys for the attitude she shows about and to her children.
  10. Megan at Velveteen Mind for her constancy (even if she IS a fan of the blogging hiatus.)

Of course this isn’t everyone – I read hundreds of feeds.  But it’s a start for now.  Thank you to them for their thoughts, wishes, dreams, and the urge to share them with everyone.

Shameful Plugging

January 7, 2009 By Michele 1 Comment

The Bloggies are currently in the nomination phase.  I have nominated my own darn self in the Lifetime Achievement category.  Why?  Because I’ve been blogging since “online diaries” in 1995.  And my archives here go back to 2000 – I’m a DINOSAUR in the blogging world and I want my cookie.

Please also nominate Blog Nosh Magazine…  Our editors, and our editor-in-chief, work very very hard.  I nominated it in the Best Group Blog category.

You have to pick three for your nomination to count, so pick someone else (you perhaps?)

And another thing!

The Weblog Awards are in their voting phase.  Blog Nosh is nominated in the Best New Blog category; and Blissfully Domestic is Nominated in the Best Parenting Blog category.  You can vote once per day…  Please vote because you love me!

And just a smidge more…

I published a post on Blissfully Domestic on Occupational Therapy.  And over on Blog Nosh I edited a post on living your life with purpose.

And I think that’s all I needed to update you on.  I don’t schmooze too often…  How’d I do?

BlogHer Disclaimer

July 1, 2008 By Michele 20 Comments

So I’m going to BlogHer ’08 (woot and yay!) in two – TWO – weeks.

I have never met a blogger in person before. I’m especially nervous about this. I’m anxious about the social thing. (what if no one likes me waaaaah) So, figured the best way to attack this was to list my flaws so you won’t be shocked or surprised. heh. You probably wouldn’t have been anyway.  But this is my way of attacking my anxiety head on.  Here I am, take me or leave me, with all my flaws.

  • If I’m drinking, I talk.  If I’m nervous, I talk.  Drinking and nervous?  Oh dear.  Also – when I’m nervous I start talking louder and louder.  The problem is – I was (literally) dropped on my head too many times as a child and it effected my hearing.  I actually cannot hear myself talk.  So, while I may be talking louder, I still can’t hear a difference in my head.
  • If I’m passionate or excited about something, I start repeating myself.
  • I’m chubby.
  • I smoke.  Please don’t lecture me, unless you too fought an addiction to meth.  I will only smoke in appointed smoking areas, and I won’t blow smoke in your face.
  • I’m missing two teeth.  This is very very upsetting to me and makes me very self-conscious.  But here’s the story: I did take care of my teeth.  However, genes suck, and I was born without 8 permanent teeth.  So, that means that the permanent teeth weren’t there to push out the baby teeth.  So, the baby teeth just stuck around, until they just couldn’t hold on any more.  My bottom front teeth have been fixed, and I still have two babies that are hangin’ on for dear life in the bottom on both sides.  But on the top, one on each side, couldn’t hold on anymore.  It will take several thousand dollars to fix, and I don’t have that kind of cash, so, they are missing.  Yes, I brush and floss.  I’ve had one cavity in my life.  Just bad genes.  So – I may not smile big, and if I do, it’s because I forgot about my mouth for a minute.
  • I snore.  But you won’t have to worry about that since I’m alone – NO KIDS OR HUSBAND – in my room.  I may hide in my room because of the beautiful beautiful silence, but I digress.
  • I talk with my hands.  I’ll try not to smack you.
  • I’m a notorious clutz.  I’ll try not to drop my drink on you.

That’s me.  In all my glory.  I can’t wait to meet you there.

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