I understand there are rules for best engagement of followers of one’s blog and best practices for optimal lah tee dah and such with blogs and all and well and so I manage social media for a few folks but I don’t. have. it. here. This week. For bloggin. See, I meant to type an actual “g” on the end of that one and it just didn’t work out well for me. (But I do so appreciate the likes and comments I do get. But do I go visit others blogs ‘though I want to? No. As it turns out I have x hours in a day. And the evil hour fairy has been coming along lately and stealing time from me, inserting new and unusual events of upheaval surreal and demand duh wow.)
Sometimes I just don’t like the rules. No wait. Ask most who know me well. I don’t like most rules. Usually. (But I’m not disrespectful of good boundaries or rude.)
So this is an unruly post. (un-ruley) o.O And unprofessional and unkempt and uncoherent. (Yes, I know it’s not a word.)
See. I’m in the spin cycle of life, of growth, of parenting, of personal change and good god, so much else. There will be more regularly scheduled goings on here but in the mean time, I’m lazy posting quotes that rock my world (I know. Imagine that with all the quotes drowning newsfeeds on Facebook!). I mean, really. They blow me away. While I can’t write, other people (Rebelle Society folks, for one/some), are just blazing a trail of wonder. And I sit back and go “oh yeah, I remember writing! Look! Why should I?! They got it goin’ on!”
So, the rules don’t much apply today (what’s left of it at 11:11).
But it’s all good…