My wife is not a fan of this blog… which is funny, since she has never read a single word of it. I think she knows it is good for me. I know she understands that it means she doesn’t have to listen to all my weird ideas because I now have another place to vent them. She absolutely refuses to have any photos of her appear here, which has caused me to do some pretty funny things in Photoshop to get around that rule.
The thing is… (and this is a thing that I can totally see from her point of view too)… but I do share my whole life here… and the fact is, she is part of that life. I mean, I share stories and pictures here of many things that are as much or more about her than about me. I shared pictures of her surprise birthday party recently, and our romantic second honeymoon on Maui too. But I did it in that amusingly shameless and self-centered way that I have that makes it seem like it is all about me.
She often says that I am missing out on my real life because I always carry a camera, and she knows damn well that I am taking the pictures for all of you as much as I am for us. I return from a trip, and put all the pictures in one folder on the computer, but then I save all the ones that don’t have her or my younger daughter in them, and put them on the blog. I have even been known to crop them out or cover them over with something amusing. I don’t see this as a problem. I love looking at the pictures again, I love sorting them into various groups for posts, and then tying them together with amusing stories about where I took them and what I was doing.
The other thing… (hello, other thing)… is that doing this for you, taking all these pictures, doesn’t mean I am missing out on life. Quite the contrary, it makes me go out an experience life even more. I loves me some delicious irony! I am still off on my mysterious adventure, just so you know, and the other day, I was really sleepy and a little hung over. And I almost spent the whole day doing nothing but reading a book and writing a chapter in my new novel… and then I decided that no, I was going to go out, get in the car, and get some more photographs to share with you. And when I post those photos, with the funny little stories between them, I will relive that part of my life as I share it with you, a part of my life that I otherwise might have wasted.
I call that a win/win.