This is day two of WordPress’s Blogging University Blogging101. Our assignment was to change the name and tagline to fit the purpose of our individual blogs. I think my blog has evolved over the years from being just a diversion from boredom to becoming a chronicle or legacy of my blip in time.
I might brainstorm a better title and tagline sometime in the future. This is what I have come up with for now.
I looked over some random writings I have done in a notebook the past month or so. I have my own version of a word cloud going on. I will try to make an actual word cloud someday. I have things I wrote while in a deep funk. I wrote daily goals to keep myself on track. Of course shortly after writing they were cast aside. Here are a few nuggets;
“Staying positive is tiring”
“I don’t know why, why I am I not in on the secret” (this is both directly and indirectly related to the concept in the book “The Secret” by Rhonda Byrne)….this I wrote because I feel I was never guided towards a positive, happy, abundance seeking existence…it took me over 50 years to realize I was going the wrong way. I have a hard time explaining what I truly mean by this. I want to guide my son back to his happy self as he was when he was young. I see him as a more extreme version of my former self….I don’t wish that path on anyone. It is self defeating. I hope to make my other two children understand this too. We are not the worker bees, we are the kings and queens.
The pathetic poem I wrote while in the downward ride of my rollercoaster life;
Don’t Live An Empty Lonely Life
Living up to other’s expectations, is the quickest way to push you down. One minute you hear praise, take a bow, wear a crown. Then life goes on and yours abruptly stops. The cycle repeats, it happens at work, at home, while rolling in the clover, you wake up one day and find your life is half over. Everything you invested did not help you learn, fuck the takers, and take your turn. Help yourself, be selfish, you can’t help others until you help yourself. Tattered clothes, teary eyes, a dog with nails that curve as they grow. [feel] This empty life with no where to go. No one to love, no one to share, no one knows, no one cares. Your personality hidden, too embarrassed, bed ridden.
Here is a list of some of my name change brainstorming…..Brain Blips, Am I There Yet?, The Legacy of _____, From the mythical (rest unfinished)
Here is my brainstorm list of taglines…..In search of more love using less brains (really lol), Year after year, wish you were here (don’t tell pink floyd), The legacy of my long search yada yada, I am sending vibrations out to the universe (what the hell was I smoking), This is IT! This moment in time, my only chance, Dear Universe
Here is what I did today, some laundry plus made my son put his away. Took the dog to the vet to get her blood test, meds refill and nails clipped. It is her gotcha day tomorrow, we have loved her for 8 years, so she is at least 9 years old. I think I will give her canned pumpkin for a treat. I gave Luna some coconut oil, to see if her skin bumps would go away…she did not eat it yet, so tomorrow I will melt it and drizzle on her food. I spent some time reading other bloggers posts, and liking and subscribing their blogs. I spilled some sauce eating dinner on the new shirt my sister gave me for Christmas. This is why I don’t have good stuff…lol. I made what I called double chalupas with spinach and cheddar and salsa. They were yummy, but messy even with two tortillas. I just made up the name chalupa or stole it from Taco Bell….mine have low sodium. except for the cheese and zero meat.