I am 58, overweight again, and trying to get healthy. I am blogging about weight loss and everyday issues for women. My blog will include ramblings about the daily life of a mother, grandmother, wife and friend. I would love to have you come along for the ride!
What Do You Like Most About Blogging? What Makes You Smile?
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It's Finish the Sentence Friday Again!!! Yeah! Friday is here!!! Are you ready for the sentence? The Best and Worst Part of Blogging...
Best: There are a few bests!
1. The other bloggers. It is amazing how quickly you can make a connection with someone when you just read their blog, and share comments with them. And I am meeting people who live all over the world. We have so much in common. Blogging makes this world a much smaller place.
2. A place where you can write pretty much anything you want. Mostly, the names are withheld to protect the guilty innocent.
3. I am becoming more computer savvy every day. I have always used a computer for work, but I have learned to do so much more since I started blogging. Unfortunately, I have so much more to learn.
Worst: There are also a few worsts!
1. The days when you don't have a clue what to write about. Thanks goodness, when I start writing ideas seem to start flowing. Sometimes, it takes a while!!
2. When my husband complains about me spending so much time on the computer.
3. Wondering if anybody is going to read what I write. Some of my posts that are feel are my best just don't seem to get many views. Other times, I write something quickly and think it isn't very good and I get loads of reads, and comments. WTH?
4. Sitting up after everyone has gone to bed to try to get around to reading all the blog posts. I love reading them, but there is only so much time in a day. I keep finding more that I want to read.
Are you a blogger? What do find to be the best and worst parts of blogging?
This one is easy. My youngest grandson. He is always so funny.
At his older brother's baseball game a couple of weeks ago, the coach, Cesar, was talking to the team. All the parents and the siblings were standing by, listening. The coach finished up and then he said, "Okay, who am I going to pitch this next game?" Jokingly, he pointed to my 5 year grandson and told him he would be pitching. Then he told the boys who would really be pitching.
After the team broke up, my grandson walked over to the coach and said, "Hey Ces, I am going to need a uniform!"
Of course, he didn't pitch the next game, but the coach did bring him his own jersey.
That little boy makes a lot of people smile, especially his grandma.