Posts Tagged ‘blogging’
Oink
Have you ever entertained yourself by blogging in your head while doing a mundane task? Then find when you get the chance to actually sit down and write, the urge has passed, the moment spent? That happens to me a lot.
Somewhere in the confines of my brain, scattered among the silver dust and copper particles, live the most fabulous blog posts. Hidden from the world by just a fleeting moment, my brain keeps them all to itself.
Selfish pig.
Sometimes You Find a Gem
There are lots of blogs out there. Lots of good blogs and lots of good writers. Some stand out more than others, and some are even worth sharing. Very few make a lasting impression and touch you deep down. A friend pointed me to this blog, and I found myself captivated.
If you read no other blog posts this week, make sure you read this gem. Tissues required.
Gravatar
Gravatar… sounds kind of ominous, doesn’t it?
It reminds me of The Gravitron. You remember… that nausea-inducing amusement park ride that spins you around so fast you defy gravity. I only rode it once. I almost threw up. That was enough to keep me off of it for the rest of my life. It didn’t, however, keep me from hearing rumors that if you spit while the ride is going, your spit will land on the person across from you. Can’t say I tried that. Can’t say I’m disappointed.
Gravatar won’t make you vomit or inhale someone’s spit. And if it does, well, that’s really not its fault, you know? That must be a personal problem you should work on. Either way, you should sign up for it. When you do, you’ll have a pretty little avatar instead of a generic blue box next to your comments on not only my blog but all other blogs that have Gravatar enabled. And that’s a lot of blogs, yo.
Check it out. Just please don’t puke. I don’t do puke. Lexapro isn’t that good.
And We’re Live!
Welcome to my new blog domain!
I spent entirely way too much time designing my theme, but for now I’m very happy with it. I hope you enjoy it too!
Song of Her Soul
That will be my new blog name, on my very own domain.
Just as soon as I figure out all the hosting/moving/fixing/pulling my hair out. Which means it might be a few years.
But for now, the domain is mine. Sorry to all my bloggy buds who helped me pick a name way back in September. I went with my own suggestion! Boooo, Crystal. Baaaad, Crystal! You’ll forgive me, right? *grin*
Of course, I haven’t been blogging all that much, so it may be a waste of money. But maybe actually paying for it will help me get my butt in gear. I guess we’ll see!
Randomosity
I guess I haven’t rambled in a while. Truth is, I haven’t had a lot to say. I’m definitely in a funk these days. Call it depression, call it the blues, call it a funk, dreary, the blahs, whatever you want to call it I have it. All I want to do is sleep. I cry at the drop of a hat. Or the whack of a hammer…
*I hit the heck out of my finger yesterday. I was cutting some discs for an order, and the big, heavy duty mallet landed on my finger instead of the punch. Hardened steel + big, heavy duty mallet + lots of force = OUUUUCHHH!!! Although what I said was far less polite than ouch.
*I tried to take a photo of my poor finger, as it is quite bruised, but for some reason the bruises really don’t come out on the photo. It’s weird. It looks ugly. And it still hurts.
*Arnica cream does not help when you whack your finger that hard.
*Crying for ten minutes straight while calling your finger very ugly names does not help either.
*Icing it while crying and calling it ugly names does very little in the way of comfort too.
*Typing hurts. Though yesterday I could not use it at all, so I guess hurt is somewhat of an improvement.
*Our flooring project is almost complete.
*Well, kinda. All of the flooring is down, and now we’re trying to put the baseboards back on.
*Well, “we” meaning my dad. And sometimes I watch. Nail guns scare me. Hello, I can’t even use a mallet without killing a finger.
*Dustin and I are shopping around for a camcorder. I’m thinking about video blogging. I don’t know about that though. I mean, your expectations of me are so high… I’m not sure how many times I can say “yo” and “fart in your general direction” on camera. Either way, we need a camcorder to catch those precious moments that are sure to come… such as baby’s first booger bubble.
*There will be no baby booger bubbles if I never finish revising and mailing the four extra copies of our scrapbook. It should have been done a month ago. Yet, it’s not.
*I’m rethinking this whole parenting thing. I’m thinking I’m not cut out to be a mom. I don’t want to do it anymore. I’m going to be a horrible mom. Please don’t tell me how great I’ll be because I won’t believe it. This is why the revised scrapbook is not sent. Mental block. I may never finish it.
*I bought a Beco Butterfly and I’m not sure I like it. It says it fits from 4’11″, but I’m 5′ and it does not fit right. Too bad. I was excited about it.
*I am now sold out of cuff bracelets at the moment. This is a good thing.
*I’m tired of my house being a torn up mess. I have a Sam’s size package of toilet paper in my living room. There’s just something not right about that.
*I was supposed to get a new tripod today, but UPS sucks and is running behind so it won’t be here until Monday. The macro is too much for my $15 Amazon.com tripod and me no likey the camera shake. Me also no likey the small amount of noise I get from shooting at 800 ISO. So, I ordered a Manfrotto tripod with a ball head. It’s supposedly rock solid and can support enough weight to last me through any camera upgrade I might want to throw at it.
*I’m so thankful that my second Etsy shop (jewelry supplies) is paying for my newfound photography addiction. Because it does.not.end. and it’s a ‘spensive addiction, yo. My shugah daddy can’t buy me everything.
*Speaking of shugah daddy (gosh, I hope you all know that’s a silly joke), he just got an iPhone (merry Christmas, hon) and now thinks I need one.
*It’s his fault (love you, hon) that I’m now addicted to YouTube. It all started with watching phone reviews, trying to decide which cellphone to buy. I do need a new cellphone, I just do not need an iPhone. Who needs GPS when you’re never far from home?
“iPhone… where is mom & dad’s house?”
“Right down the road, idiot.”
“Oh. Ok… where is the health food store?”
“Just a little further down the road, gosh!”
See? Who needs that? Sassy, those iPhones.
*I think he’s winning, because despite the fact that I don’t need GPS or an iPhone, he has somehow brainwashed me into wanting one.
*I now feel strange talking about all the expensive electronics in our lives. We’ve never before bought expensive electronics. This is new. In fact, before the past couple years, we’ve never bought expensive ANYthing. We’re blessed with hubby man earning a really good salary and my business endeavors paying for my silly little hobbies right now. I know it will all end with the introduction of children (formula’s ‘spensive, yo). (That’s the second “yo” that you would not have gotten were I video blogging.)
*I do not want to be a mom that yells. Last week I yelled at my parents’ little diva dog. Does that mean I will yell at my little diva kids? I can’t do this.
*I still hate the monstrous crib of hideousness, but I think I’m too tired to care.
*That’s all.
They’ve got me pegged
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Indeed, I’m pretty much an open book… and like it says, perhaps sometimes a little too open. But you know, I’ve gained a lot in my transparency and I think some of you have too, so it’s all worth it.
Because, I mean, who wouldn’t learn a valuable life lesson while reading the locked-in-bathroom incident or the tale of the mole hole? These are quality reads, people! And I know that blogging about the infertility has played a part in my healing. Really, this blog and a couple of people who shall remain nameless (you know who you are) have been instrumental in my survival these past couple of years. I hope that this particular chapter of our book somehow helps out someone else as well.
When I started blogging, all of my posts were serious. You can go back and read, if you want. I had a problem at first wanting to say something if it wasn’t something meaningful. Boy how things change. *grin* I think they started changing with my participation in Thursday Thirteen. It helped me let loose a little, and somehow my blog morphed (ooh that’s a fun word!) into what it is today. Sometimes I go back and read old posts… to get a laugh or just to see how things have changed. Whether it makes me laugh or cry, I always find it interesting. I can’t help it, yo. I like reading my blog. (Is that weird?!)
Hopefully you do too. Cause if you don’t, I will surely hunt you down. I have scary dogs, you know. Just don’t feed them cookies. If you feed them cookies, they’ll love you forever. Heck, if you just come visit them, they’ll love you forever. Okay, so maybe they’re not so scary. Come to think of it, what good are they anyway? One has never met a stranger, and the other one only hates the bug guy. So if you are the bug guy and you hate my blog, I’ll hunt you down with my scary dog. If you’re anyone else and you hate my blog… well…
I blow my nose at you!What’s in a name?
I need your help, bloggy buds. I’d really like to move away from blogger and get my own domain name. However, I can’t figure out one I like that also sticks with the name of my blog. I don’t really want to change its name; I like its name.
Heyulp!
I’ll make it worth your while. If you help me pick a winner, and I actually purchase the name, I’ll throw in a little reward for you. What kind of reward? Well, I’m sure you can figure that out. I mean, what do I spend my days doing? Hmm? *grin*
Help me, help you. (Did I just quote Tom Cruise? Are the aliens going to come eat me now?) I’d really like to stick with a .com, and it can’t be incredibly long (as if 2bellesandabead.com isn’t long… but hey, it STICKS with ya, you know?).
So what do you say? Ideas?
You can check to see if your domain name ideas are available at GoDaddy.
Meet Google Analytics
Since more than one of you lovely readers have asked where I find my keyword stats, I thought I should just write a whole post about it.
There are many options out there, but I’ve been using Google Analytics. It’s not the most user friendly, but it’s smart and has lots of valuable information for any kind of site you’re wanting to track. I use it on 2 Belles & a Bead as well.
http://www.google.com/analytics/
It gives you a simple code (invisible) that you plug into your html, and soon enough you’ll have lots of fun stats… where your visitors live, how long they stay at your site, what sites referred them to yours, and of course, the coveted keyword stats.
There you go! Now you can see how many moles have souls and just happen to read your blog. Have fun. *grin*

