In the past month I have started writing no less than 7 posts. Some of them are still sitting in my Drafts folder which we know annoys the crap out of 'OCD Andrea'. Others I started and stopped and erased so much during the writing process that when I went back to read it I had no earthly idea what in the heck I was talking about. A few I completed but was so unhappy with them I said screw it, deleted the whole thing and just walked away from the computer (I love time well spent). The rest of them were great topics, very well written, witty...and completely in my head.
I do that a lot.
It feels like at least once a day as I'm doing some mundane chore I think of a great topic to write about, but by the time I grab a pen to write it down it ends up as these weird scribbles of random words. I remember why I wanted to write about it and the general idea but all the good stuff is gone.
Yet, that scenario is much better than this one! I will actually start composing a post in my head. I think of great little things to say. Metaphors, one liners, life lessons...all while I'm driving to the grocery store or taking a shower. Definite times I can not grab a pen and jot down these pearls of wisdom. But I figure, this is my brain, all those thoughts are there somewhere, I just need to get writing again and it will all come back to me.
I'm lucky if I can remember the topic when I sit down, let alone all the fabulously ingenious thoughts that spilled out so easily as I strolled through the produce department.
Nope, instead I'm left with a scribbled topic such as 'naming my blog - meandering tidbits of randomness'. Which as anyone who has read more than 3 of my posts knows that this is exactly what this blog is all about. Absolutely nothing. In case you were wondering, that is an actual word for word note I made to myself one day.
Let me explain. No, that will take to long. Let me sum up.
I explore other blogs whenever I can and one of my favorite parts are the titles that people choose. There is this short little blob that is supposed to express what that person will be sharing about themselves. Titling a book or a newspaper article has to be nerve wracking enough but they have one main idea. Imagine putting a title to your whole life, right now, especially when you have no clue what will happen in your future!
Take, for example, my very first email address 'andy16foto'. (don't ask me why or how I remember that but I can't remember a blog idea I had this morning). When I was 16 years old and very into photography at the time it made all the sense in the world. I was also Andy then, more so than 'DRE'. Though DRE is dying out as well, sad but true. Fast forward 17 some odd years and what the hell sense does it make now?
Which, (though I'm not sure whether I was rambling just now or gave any indication that this is where I was headed, but...), brings me to my random post idea about naming my own blog. I had a family site to share pics with everyone and though it was great for pictures it wasn't very user friendly for more bloggy stuff. So I started the blog, but, I wanted something that was going to be more for me and not just a place to share family stuff. But being as I am a family person it still needed to include them. I didn't really have a 'theme' for my blog which so many people do.
Theme examples...The ups and downs of a newly married couple. A social, stylish and crafty single girl on a budget. A raunchy tell all mom. A college professor who crafts her way to a cleaner Earth on the side. The DIY mom with all the tips. The foodie that cooks a new recipe every night.
Then there was me. Married, two kids, stays at home. There was stuff I liked but nothing that I felt defined me or I put all of myself into. I also had trouble thinking that anyone would ever give a crap about anything I had to write. I am not an exciting person. I like to sew, cook, bake, read...all hobbies, nothing extraordinary. The only thing that did come to mind was dancing. But I don't do that anymore. It was a big part of my life for a long time but how sad would it be for a 30 something to focus her blog on her teenage dancing career?!?! I still love dance but it was not to be the forefront of my blog.
But I do love my family, and it is here and now. I love the flow of our life. Always moving but never really knowing where it was going to go next.
So somewhere a long the way the saying 'moving to the rhythm' popped into my mind. I couldn't think of anything else more perfect at the time. I could easily add my family into that because we always just went with the flow in our marriage and parenting and anytime life threw big ass boulders in our river. And of course there was the very direct indication of dance with movement and rhythm. 'Moving to the Rhythm' was born.
Though 'Meandering Tidbits of Randomness' does have a nice ring to it.
Today I am thankful that things always seem to work out.