That is probably the most unique blog post title I’ve ever written. There is also a lot of ground to cover tonight. Currently, it’s 2:28 a.m. and I’m getting ready to write about summer vacation, copperheads and sponsored posts. On any given day, those would not fit together, however the past 24 hours haven’t been normal. Heck, the last few weeks have been wonky.
Let’s start with summer. School’s out. Remember that Alice Cooper song? “School’s out for summer….” It’s out and Peanut and I have been hanging out, having a good time and just enjoying each others company. That’s important for me as he is going to be a teenager next week. Yes, I’ll be the mother of a teen boy. Aside from the overwhelming smell of Old Spice hanging about and him changing clothes five times a day, all is well with the soon to be teen. We’ll not discuss him wanting me to start shaving his mustache daily so it gets thick and heavy like Tom Selleck’s by the time he’s 15.
I just had two pop culture references in one paragraph. Who knows how many I’ll have by the end of this post. That will make writing and catching up on work in the middle of the night a total win.
I found this gem! Alice Cooper singing School’s Out on the Muppet Show in 1978!
Earlier today, well, technically yesterday, my aunt called to let me know my Grandmother was in the ER. Seems she made a new friend. We’ll call him Mr. Cranky Pants Copperhead. Obviously he’s not enjoyed the insanely rainy weather we’ve had lately and was out in the yard enjoying the overcast skies and taking a breather from wherever he was hiding. None of us are happy he was in striking distance of MawMaw, but it happens when you live in the country. When I say the country, I mean it’s like Pauly Shore in “Son in Law” country. More so. How country? I can ride down the road and tell you if it’s chicken poo or cow poo you’re smelling. I also know every word to the Hee Haw “Gloom, despair and agony” song. Sadly, I was not a Lisa from Green Acres type. I’m digressing. My grandmother is doing well. She’s at my sisters house and they are keeping an eye on her and I made it home about 9:30 tonight.
(I just realized I wrote about Alice Cooper in one paragraph, snakes in another. That was not intentional, but is cool.)
Finally, after emailing a back and forth about my writing career, I felt the need to say I’m cheating on this blog. I am writing other places to expand what I’m writing and flex my literary muscles. Well, you don’t see the literary work… for now. It’s hidden in a Word doc and shall remain that way for some time. I am writing more at my “writers blog” just so I can think more about the practice of writing. Here, when I write, it’s like I’m sitting down talking to you. If you were with me at my table and were drinking coffee, this is the blather coming from brain to mouth. I’m also writing at Medium some. I just love the clean platform and it forces me to write at the top of my game as there are so many brilliant writers there.
Part of what we discussed was when I do sponsored posts. Now, I don’t do many of them and the ones I do are carefully vetted by me. If it’s not something I’d use and be 100% comfortable recommending to anyone, I wouldn’t write about it, nor would I take the assignment. Plus, the little I do make from them pays my blog bills — hosting, etc. Little things that add up over time and while my husband is amazingly supportive, those little things I can pay for make me happy. After all, this is what makes me happy. Sharing my thoughts, what I do and don’t like, etc. And, that’s what’s important in life… listening to what makes you happy. (Even if I have been told by more serious writers that I write fluff. To them I say ,”neener, neener.”)