To me blogging is just a form of therapy. I guess I have deemed it "verbal vomit" and must admit I do not even read blogs unless prompted to while one of my siblings is standing over me, or waiting on the phone while I log on. However this morning mom called and told me I need to read Wendy's Blog. Mom was so enamored by it and could not contain her smile over the phone. It was very touching and I must admit I felt a tinge of jealousy for her excitement over Wendy's story. So here goes my epiphany.... I have been living close to my family for six months something I have not had for about 12 years.... I get to see them, feed them, fight them, fund them and on and on. I have savored every moment because I know that New Mexico is calling me and my family back to the Land of Entrapment (license plates indicate Enchantment but I prefer the later). Blogging seemed stupid when you could just rehash a story "Arnett Style" in person or over the phone. Since my denial has left me this morning and I am left with the raw truth that I will not be living, loving, fighting, feeding next door to my family for much longer blogging is the next best thing.
So here is my feeble attempt at jumping in the blog world.
What an intro for my one little thought....Last week I was accosted by a phrase I had no words for. My usual counseling tricks of reflecting what the person had just said seemed innapropriate. I went to pick Trey up from the neighbor's house across the street. When met at the door by the loving mother she looked at me and said, "we have had an incident." I was thinking great what did he do. She then proceeded to tell me that "I think Trey saw me naked!" Now for my stupor of thought.... Do I say "Thank-you", "Oh he probably liked it because he is kind of a perv", "That's alright just don't let it happen again", or just reflect her sentiments..."Trey saw you naked, Ewwwwe...
"I don't know what to say to that."
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Channy, I have to comment, even though i feel like an intruder unless i have been personally invited to read your blog. But here it goes...
I feel the same way about blogging and am having a hard time getting into it. In regards to your statement about the "incident" I had to laugh because we nearly had an incident the other day at our house involving the young fragile babysitter and Mark half naked running through the house!
Happy blogging!
you made me cry and laugh at the same time. beautiful.
while I will let your absence in the blogging world slide for now, just wait. When you are in the land of entrapment is will be a way to feel close but not too close to those you love. As to your story, I have to ask what kind of body does your neighbor have? Trey might think that all women now have that type of body...
I also was not invited to read but hope you all understand. I got a phone call tonight from a friend wanting to know if I was 'the neighbor'. Being a neighbor across the street, but not 'the neighbor', I just couldn't resist! Actually this has happened to me once! When Tallon was 5 he and the neighbor boy had a question that just could not wait until I got out of the shower. I'm sure I didn't seem very "loving" with the tone of my voice as they walked in. Haven't had any problems like it since! And I have told you Chandell how much my kids are going to miss you guys (if) when you leave. Sorry you will have to go!! Please keep in touch.
Channy - I hope you don't mind me stopping by! We recently joined you in New Mexico, we're down in Santa Fe - I was nervous about the move... but am enjoying it more than I thought I would!
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