So while My Kid is otherwise engaged with her piano teacher and lesson, I am looking at the blogs of the other moms who will be attending the brand/blogger event tomorrow and I am intimidated. That’s nothing new. I’m easily intimidated like by people from New York–and I live in New York–so it’s just something I live with. Anyway, a lot of these moms have blogs that are a lot cooler than mine and have a lot more links than mine. In the lead up to this event they are writing about how they have been to many of these events before. This will be my first one!
So, now I am having some angst about having a blog at all.
I didn’t set it up to review products in order to get free swag, but now that that is a possibility I don’t object. I love me some free stuff.
However, that’s not why I started this blog. I started it as a writing practice. It’s working. If I haven’t posted in more than a week I know that something is out of balance in my life and I probably ought to say something. Sometimes I just write whatever. But, more often than not, I become cautious and don’t want to post something until I’m sure I’ve not said anything snarky (which for some is the whole point of having a blog) because I come from the Midwest where “If you can’t say anything nice, don’t say anything at all.”! That philosophy is the complete opposite of a lot of the really fun to read blogs that I can think of off hand.
So, anyway…
With that in mind, I will commence anxiety about what to wear so I won’t look too old and frumpy. How should I do my hair? If I wear heals and perfume can will avoid arriving all sweaty and smelly instead of “Red Carpet Casual” ready to the event in Tribeca that I am going to straight from a clown jam at a studio in Midtown. I’ll also need a red-nose clown ensemble that doesn’t take up very much room in the bag I be carrying around for the rest of the day.
Oh well, time to move on with the day, the piano lesson is over.