Way back when Little Nabi went to see where my roots were, i.e. trip to motherland
I’ve been “working out”. Not really working out, but getting some exercise in. I can plank a bit more than 3 minutes before I want to die, but I’m usually going for 2 minutes – because that’s the kind of working out I’m doing here.
It’s all sort of connected to this feeling healthy – oh, yeah, we got this Ninja blender/smoothie maker thing and I even drink green smoothies (more on that later) – bottom line is, I’m going back to my original blogging roots. Like when I used to write for a certain group of mamas blog. You know, exploring parenting, life, food, race, social issues, etc., etc.. At least, I’m going to try. I realize that my old group blog has been somewhat dormant, except for maybe a new writer promoting her side gig… besides, I kinda left in a huff so it’s not like I’m going to have an open door waiting for me. So, I’m going to go at it solo.
I think it’s partly because I bumped into old articles that announced a whole bunch of bloggers blogging about divorces (circa 2012?) and read these comments that, well, were not so kind about people who blog about their lives – and then I remembered that, when I was going through my divorce jottings (circa 2007/2008), I escaped the verbal scathe (for most part… there were “delurkers”, “wellmeaningblogtrolls”, and “unsolicitednaysayeradvices”) probably because those were still happy “Mommy Blogger” days, before BlogHer was a thing, before people were making money, before people stopped being invested in the story…
Long story blah blah short, I got a bit nostalgic. The stalker exes really did a number on my blogging habits – my need to fuck with their nosiness trumped my initial desire to connect: I stopped connecting and I started code-blogging, i.e. posts meant to bait them to see if they were still stalking (I’m sure they still are checking now and then), posts to make statements, posts to manipulate, posts to create a smokescreen… you know, posts that spoke in codes in which only I and most likely the two stalker exes would see patterns (although, I might be giving them too much credit).
Body is getting healthy, and I kind of want to work on my mind/soul/head/whatever.
I’m not going to make it all that easy, though, for them. Not that I think there are too many of my old blog friend left still checking – but, if you are, I will leave the new address in the next password protected post. I might still keep this up just for the “code-blogging”… but, other than that, it’s all about getting back to my roots, in more ways that one.