You May Be Asking: Why Would I Even Want to Read This????........ Good Question. I don't blame you for asking. This blog is essentially a public service announcement: whenever you think your life has become too boring and dull, check out a day in the life of CathyEmily and you will be reassured that the life you lead is actually quite an exciting one. Some people lead big lives and others, well, they are big with lives. We all know which one CathyEmily lives. At least she doesn't have big hair. Or is big hair a good thing? I know Mr.Big chocolate bars are a good thing. And Big-O Tires is a great place to get your snow tires. And the variety 'Big Blue' of blueberries is a very good thing. But big hair? Not so sure. Depends who you are sitting behind at the theatre I guess. But I detract from introducing this one and only blog of CathyEmily's. At this point you may be wondering if this will read like the infamous Jimmy of Seinfeld fame and will Cathy continue to talk about herself in the third person? And if so, for how long? And what will this mean if she herself is talking to yet another Cathy? Ah, so, this blog is actually getting a little mysterious...perhaps it won't be so boring after all.
(Yeah it probably will, so you may want to grab that glass of wine....this experience may need all the fortifying you are able to provide it). You may be thinking that CathyEmily (yep, still in the third person) is perhaps herself indulging in a glass/bottle or two of wine that would account for all this mindless and meaningless rambling. But no, it is just the lack of focus from trying to shut out the background noise of the guitar-playing-oldest-son, the incessant drone of TSN, the ongoing dryer full of sports socks, and the constant clamour of three boys relentlessly searching for the hidden Halloween candy. (Oh make that four; Bruno has joined the fray). However, she will endeavour to share with you some of her thoughts, musings, and reflections on daily life from time to time. There may not be mind numbing excitement, there may not be thrills or chills, and there may not be a lot of 'mature content' but there may be the odd chuckle, a recipe or two, lots of solicitations to dinner or weekends away, and perhaps a diversion from the pain if have just had a root canal and The Office is a rerun.
You will notice at the end of each entry you have the opportunity to comment. When you sign in you need to input your email address where it asks for your name. Don't worry; it won't ask you for age, weight, or your favorite place to scratch. I welcome any and all comments. Well, mostly the positive encouraging one. And the ones that offer glowing reviews. But particularly the ones dripping in compliments, invitations, gossip, and tips where to get the best cup of coffee.
Oh, and one more thing: This is a soy-tofu-beansprout-birkenstock-lentilburger-kelpsmoothie FREE site. Chocolate and real milk welcome.
2 comments:
This is probably one of the best pieces of writing I have ever read. Your talent is awe-inspiring. Not only are you a mother-extrodinaire, a master household manager, an exquisite chef, (oh the list goes on and on and on) you are also smart (you may be a genius - have you looked into joining MENSA?), creative and above all a truly amazing writer... you should be writing your memoires, but okay, this blog is a start. I shall look forward to hearing more about your fabulously interesting, albeit moody and middle aged, life. (okay, have i gone overboard here with the compliments? i am debating on toning it done, but i think i'll leave it as is. if your head is swelling and starting to lift you off the ground just think of the evil thoughts you had about that dog to bring you back down.) :)
- ange
Well, my head did start to swell but alas my heavy thighs and butt counteracted it and thus I was unable to become lifted off the ground. I have however, printed off your comment, enlarged it, made copies, had them framed, and placed them around my house. I noticed your comment never mentioned humble or modest...why is that exactly?
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