Blogging,  Marriage Confessions

Blue Skies Smilin’ at Me, Nothing But Blue Skies Do I See

January 22, 2010 /

Well, hell must have frozen over.  Pigs must have sprouted wings.  Why?  I’ll tell you why.

MARRIAGE CONFESSIONS WAS NOMINATED FOR A BLOGGIE FOR

BLOG OF THE YEAR!!!

For those of you who aren’t incredibly nerdy/dorky/technologically dependent, the Bloggies are like the Oscars of the blog world.  You really don’t get much better than a Bloggie.  They are awards for the best blogs throughout the year.  They have all different categories and then they have the best overall blog, the Blog of the Year.  AND THAT’S WHAT I’M NOMINATED FOR!!!!

Ridiculous, right?!?!?

I KNOW!!!

I seriously have not stopped smiling or jumping since about 10:00 last night when I found out.  Really.  I’ve been jumping.  A LOT.  Like, I’ll be standing in a co-worker’s office and suddenly I’ll just start bouncing like a four-year-old on a sugar high.  I can’t help it.  IT’S SO DARN EXCITING!!

But let me tell you why…

When I started this blog two years ago, my Grandma was my only reader.  I’m pretty sure she printed out every post and gave copies to her knitting group every day.  After a few weeks, my parents started reading and the three of them became my audience.  And that continued for, oh, like, TWO YEARS.

But I didn’t stop blogging because I loved it.  I really, truly loved doing it.  It was the highlight in my day for me.  A bright spot when I got to sit down by myself for about half an hour and just contemplate my day and laugh at myself.  I worked through issues in my marriage right there on my computer screen.  I self-analyzed and self-actualized through my keyboard until I knew myself better than I’d never known myself before.  And as I pointed the spotlight more and more on Chris and on our relationship, I continued to learn and so we continued to grow all because of things I was thinking through on my blog.

I also liked it because I got to post pictures like this of Chris on the internet whenever I was really pissed at him.  Blogging does have its perks.

This is why you should never marry your high school sweetheart. Pictures never die.

When I had, like, 10 readers, I felt like it was time to step up my game a little big.  Make some changes and build an actual little brand for myself.  So, I enlisted the smartest, most attractive designer and computer nerd I knew.  My husband.

When Chris got involved with the look, style, and business side of my blog, it really started to take off and I think my readership grew to, like, 15 people.  At that point we shouted, “Well, hot damn!” and we decided to treat the blog like a small business.  A little, tiny corner of cyber land that might actually make us enough money to rent a movie and buy a box of popcorn once a month.  And when that happened, we worked even harder.  Because, you see, as much as I like to pretend we stumbled onto this blogging thing, Chris and I actually work our little arses off for this gig.

But (here’s the kicker), it has never felt like work.

This is the only job I have ever held that does not feel like work.  It doesn’t stress me out.  It doesn’t frustrate me.  It doesn’t drive me to drink.

This job, this blogging thing, makes me feel like I know exactly what my life should be.  I know exactly where I want to go.  And I have never had something that gives me that kind of clarity before.

So, to be honored with a Bloggie nomination?  Well, that’s like rewarding a four-year-old for finger painting on the walls.  It makes me giggle and dance and jump.

It makes my heart swell.

Now, I’m up against some really huge blogs (including my BFF’s blog, The Pioneer Woman.  I hope it doesn’t end our friendship…) and so I don’t expect this to go much further than a nomination.  But I’m not going down without a fight!  Because this is not just a hobby and its not just a past-time.  It is my dream.  To write for nothing other than pure entertainment.  And what’s a dream if it’s not worth fighting over?

So, dear, dear readers, I am asking you to once again help a sista’ out.  I need votes and I need ’em badly.  Click HERE and head on over to the Bloggie Awards website.  Then scroll all the way to the right as far as you can.  The very last category is Blog of the Year (look! I’m jumping again!).  Click my name, enter your email address, hit submit, and VOILA!  You just made an actual, real, honest to goodness person’s dream come true.

(Rumor has it that you can vote multiple times, but I’m not positive about that.  So, if you’re so compelled to sit at a computer and vote?  Well, I’m not gonna stop you.  The carpel tunnel might.  But I’m not.)

And if you want to do even more because you’re just awesome like that, feel free to Twitter, Facebook, blog, or go door-to-door asking anyone you’ve ever met in your entire life to vote, too.  Although, the door-to-door thing could be tricky unless you have a laptop with wireless internet that you can carry around. And even then, it’d be weird because you don’t really want a bunch of random strangers typing on your keyboard.  Hello?  Swine flu?

I’m thankful, I’m thankful, so very, very thankful, as always, for you all.  A blog without readers is really just a Word document.

So, thanks for turning me into a blogger.


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