Oh, hi. That’s me on the right in curlers with a coffee mug because that’s real life. I actually wear cute clothes & have pretty hair, but you’d never know it because 99.9% of mornings, I’m rushing out the door to make my 9am meeting with a cereal bar & a 3-year-old. I’m also moderately sweating from dressing said 3-year-old. Also, my nails are chipped. So if you’re looking for pretty DSLR photos of me in darling work-inspired outfits standing in front of a waterfall then you’ve come to the wrong place, sister. Mostly because that means I haven’t taken my Nikon over to the fancy camera store so they can clean it & put a new battery in the remote. So sometime around 2pm I think, “Hey! Let’s go take a selfie in the bathroom mirror!” It ends up on Instagram with a few likes, but it rarely ends up on my blog because it’s a selfie in a mirror in the same room where half of my coworkers take their post-coffee poops.
In short? I’m never going to be a Pinterest sensation.
The worst & most embarrassing part of it all is that it used to bother me. I saw my blogging peers creating fantastic content that was exploding visually & this little green monster welled up inside of me & I got all bitter that I don’t have time or skills or patience to be that artistic. Can I be honest? I hate what Pinterest has done to blogging & our stress levels as bloggers. It used to be that if you could tell stories, that was enough. Every so often you tossed up a picture to make it a little more interesting, but the focus was the story, not the stats. You didn’t worry about “going viral.”
I think it’s an incredible thing when things go naturally viral. It’s only happened to me a few times, mostly when I was least expecting it, like when I wrote about my former life as a bitch on the internet & when I broke down the amount your toddler should be eating. One was a delicious confessional & the other was a stick-in-the-mud-FYI but they both had their place on the internet. Like recipes, even the ones that are basic because dude, you can laugh all you want but I honestly didn’t know how to make French Toast correctly until this summer, which is why I posted the French Toast recipe we use a few weeks ago.
But now I see so many of my blogging friends gnawing on fingernails & wondering “where to go” with their blog. More times than not, I think the roadblocks to blogging are created when we get so concerned with being awesome that we forget to be authentic. Hey, I’ve been there. There’s a glamorous halo around Pinterest & wanting a slice of that gorgeous, sparkly pie. There is zero shame in trying something new creatively, even if others think it’s dumb.
But I want to tell you that I think you are enough & I think your blog is perfect just the way it is.
I want you to know that I’m going to read your story even if it doesn’t have a pin-worthy quote at the bottom or if it doesn’t include the 10 ten ways to bond with my toddler when he’s acting like he has a meth addiction.
Scratch that. I really want to read that one about the toddler on fake meth.
But you are funny & creative & I love you & the words you choose to share with the world. Keep telling stories, friends. They matter far more than a pin-worthy craft.
& here. Have a selfie in the bathroom mirror.