To be perfectly honest, the idea of blogging has always seemed to me to be so... well... narcissistic. Not that I'm all that humble - I really only want to talk about me and my life but frankly, I want it to be easy, like on the phone, or over lunch, or in the school parking lot when I should really be exercising, or while I'm exercising. It's just that blogging seems too much like work. Sitting at a computer when I would rather be watching a soap opera or Entourage, looking up words on Dictionary.com so you don't think I'm a moron, worrying that you won't think I'm interesting, worrying that you will and become a stalker, worrying that you'll make fun of my kid... But then I heard I can put ads up on my blog and if people click on them, I'll get paid... so blogging here I come!!
For those of you who don't know what a helicopter mom is, it's a mom who "hovers". That's me, I hover. Like the channel 7 traffic guy over the 405. But let's face it, I have to... I'm there, aren't I? With nothing else to do but read a magazine. At the skating rink and the dance studio, at the piano lesson and helping at school, driving the carpool and organizing parties... The exact opposite of the mom I grew up with! Perhaps I've swung too far in the opposite direction but I like knowing that Jeffrey threw up on his uniform and why Isabelle's mom is never letting her go on pointe. And all you other moms who know me, you like that I know that crap too... Because then we can talk about it for an hour on the phone and believe that we have some semblance of control over the success or failure of our little angel's futures. Which we don't, of course.
Okay, so I'm going to use fake names, so no one gets mad at me and occasionally change details if I think it will be funnier that way. Hell, if I'm sitting at a computer, it's my story and I'll write it the way I damn well please! Unless you guys complain or stop clicking on my ads, then I'll write whatever the hell you want. Just let me know...
Anyway, that's enough of a beginning. I'll write about the health crisis in our family after I figure out how to get some of these ads. Please God don't let them be for porno...