Group Blog Thursday: Loving a Blogger...

So, Steph in the City's group blog topic for the week centers around whether or not a significant other reads his/her partner's blog. The answer may or may not change how one writes one's blog.

Well, he used to read my blog, but then I moved in with him.

I tend to do before think, so if I didn't originally censor my writing, I may have once I re-read a blog based on whether or not Louie read my posts. But now, we are both so super busy, and so immersed in each other's lives, I don't see the need to censor. This is a good outlet for me, and if I have something to say to him, I do...it isn't like this is my only means of communication...

At one point this was an excellent way for me to vent about experiences in my past with boys, but now I don't have to. Sure, things aren't totally falling into my "ideal" notion of what I thought my life would be, but I doubt that truly happens for anyone.

Who was reading my blog once super-drove what I wrote--I used to have an IP tracker and I figured out someone from my negative past was reading my blog. Reverse stalking, I know, but now I could care less. I do wish I had more to say in order to build a better reading community, but I am also not doing much to build readership up. And then I wonder why I would even want that to begin with. I guess my inner little voice hasn't gone away from when I was little and dreamed of having thousands of fans interested in what I have to say because they were so entertained by my humor and wittiness...Sort of how I existed on the Sweet Valley High series, always peeking at that back page for the next installment's teaser and title.

God, I loved that crap!!!

So, I know that I am two days late...I wish Stephanie would change it to Group Blog Saturdays, for the teaching people who are getting their asses kicked by the future of America on a daily basis during the week! But, check out her blog and those that also posted their links! It is a good mental-checkout from the real world--trust me!

And babe, if you do read this, it would be nice if, rather than cleaning the garage on the one day of the weekend not consumed by football for me, that we could hang out, or at least, go grocery shopping...

My Perfect Day...

Group Blog Thursday (yes, I am aware that it is now Friday evening!) thanks to Stephanie, forces me to think about what I'd like to do on a perfect dream day.

Several scenarios come to mind, but as of this moment, here is what could be ideal:

Caribbean--one of the Virgin Islands or Barbados, Grenada, or Martinique. Louie and I would wake up and walk out directly onto the beach and swim in the super warm water. After some laying around in the sun, showering, coffee, and food would be in order. Good coffee, eggs, fruit, and other breakfasty deliciousness--and a mimosa would be in order as well.

Then more ocean. Snorkeling and swimming, more relaxing, snacking, and drinking in the sun. More showering, then a phenomenal 6 course meal cooked for us by Paley who happened to be down in the Caribbean, and then The Dave Matthews Band would play a show where we were staying and we'd have front-row seats.

Of course, sex would be a regular occurrence throughout the day, and there would be no worrying about money, work, the cats, family, school...no email, iPhone, iPod, computer, or tv. (This would have to take place between the end of football season and the beginning of baseball season for me to be ok with all of that--I'm the sports nut, not Louie!)

I could handle that decadence for a day....

Ahhhhhhhhh, wouldn't it be nice?!?!?!

Group Blog Thursday (yesterday)

I avoided group blogging today. After my crabby morning at school, I was done. And the more I think about it, the less I want to write about the topic--sex after marriage--because...well, because it makes me crabby.

In general, what motivates me to want more activity, has nothing to do with outside forces (although at this moment, outside forces do have some role). More often than not, it is how I feel about myself that lends itself to my desire (or lack thereof). If I hate how I look/feel, I don't want anyone to come near me, let alone come near me naked.

I think the negative stereotypes that surround women in committed relationships are the minority. Americans LOVE the negative. I'd love to know if in other cultures this stigma of "sexless after marriage" occurs as frequently as it does here.

Plus, men (a large amount of the time) enjoy being martyrs and being the center of attention. What better way to accomplish both than to bitch about the woman he committed his life to not putting out enough? Even if HE's the one who can't meet HER needs.

Check out Steph's blog--not just Thursday's either--she is a super fun writer with a super fun perspective.

If I had a billion dollars...

Thanks to Steph and her Group Blog Thursday, here is the topic at hand...

I wouldn't really have unlimited time, because at this point in my life, I haven't made the impact I want yet. I would need to keep teaching. Even though I complain, and it does suck a great deal of the time, I still love my students.

I would start looking into building a charter school that I could run the way I'd like...Well, I would have amazing people to run it, so I would enjoy teaching. I could hire the cream of the crop teachers that I know, and hold high expectations for my students and not have administration fight me.

I would make it like a boarding school, so those who can't afford to get to my school could stay, and even the least financially able students would be invited to attend. Prerequisite=desire to learn and work hard for that experience.

All natural and local foods, to help the local growers, and teach students that one can eat healthy food that tastes good--which would be good for me too!

Of course, I'd love to travel, see the world, and first and foremost, I'd help my family--my sister wouldn't have to worry about insurance any more, my mom and dad could retire without worry.

And L...I would take very very good care of him. I'd totally buy him his dream Ferrari. And surprise him with it.

That would be the best.

It is interesting to ponder what a pile of money could do for my life. My instant gut reactions have little to do with personal gain for myself and more to do with how awesome it could be for others...

Oh, how wonderful to dream...

Be sure to check out Steph's blog and blog about a pile of money too!!! MONEYFIGHT!!!