The Not So Dirty Details
Argghhhhhh ughhhhhurrrrgghhh…
Those are the noises of a woman recovering from an inexplicably bad hangover yesterday morning. See, BFF was in town so she, I and another friend of hers (and now a friend of mine, I hope, since I shared all sorts of TMI in her presence) seized the opportunity to go out and have a few beers. And that’s just what we did.
I had four beers over the course of almost five hours and while that might get me a tad intoxicated, it typically doesn’t cause a crippling hangover. It probably doesn’t help that I had a sore throat and tender glands and had been guzzling Chloraseptic spray all day. I mean I’ve had a sore throat all week and it didn’t keep me from doing all the lame stuff so why should it stop me when I want to have some fun?
What do you mean I should have known better? Bite me. I feel bad enough as it is.
Anyway, I pulled myself up by the bootstraps and cared for the kids as I always do but it was not without great pain and suffering. Fortunately, the huz was able to cut his day short and came home in the mid-afternoon to give me some much-needed relief. And he didn’t even give me any crap. I wuv him.
The upside is that I had a ton o’ fun. Lots of female bonding took place. And I finally confessed to BFF that I have this blog. It only took about three beers. I explained my reasons. She was understanding and though I feel a little nervous about it, I also feel a load has been lifted off my conscience.
However, once I was able to speak freely, I’m sure I blathered on about it to excess. I just wanted to tell her all the good things about blogging and my experiences with it because she’s a great writer and I think she’d get a lot out of it. Gawd, I sound like I’m in some kind of blogger cult. Dork.
So, I know a lot of you keep your blogs a secret from your in-laws or husbands but how many of you keep your blog a secret from your friends? Why haven’t you told them?
PS: There’s a new post up over at Props and Pans. If you shave or wax, you should check it out.
ADDENDUM: I think I found the cause of my apocalyptic hangover. I got my period the next day. Ten-fricken-days-early-goddammit! It all makes sense now.
My mother-in-law reads my blog, and she’s the reason I started it originally. I’m so lazy about sending out letters and pictures, I figured a blog would be a good way for her to get her fix. Now I kinda regret it because I’m probably not as open as I’d like to be.
When friends read your blog, it makes it not so fun to tell them news, because they’ve probably already read about it. It’s probably good to keep some non readers out there so that if I feel like actually speaking to someone, I’ll have something new say.
Just because we are moms doesn’t mean we cease being adults who need time to kick back relax and spend time on ourselves with or without anyone else. Gotta take care of you in order to take care of others. But yeah, the hangover will sometimes make ya question it, but that’s merely a side effect of no longer being in our twenties when our *tolerance* was at it’s peak and we could drink and not wake up feeling like we’d been run over by a truck. I hope you are recovered and ready by November when I head south! ; )
I haven’t told anyone. At first I didn’t because I thought they would make fun of me, now it is because I like being able to say whatever I want.
My husband and sister read my blog along with a few friends. I\’d would NEVER tell my in-laws, they would pick it a part and make fun of me. Actually just my SIL\’s would do this, they are VICIOUS! My kids go to a small private school and I worry someone from there will find my blog. I\’ve written about the class menace and used not-so-nice words about his father. It would not be good if he found out.
As is well-documented at my blog (and confirmed by the existence of the Basement) it never occurred to me to keep my blog a secret until it was too late. I kept it quiet with colleagues, except the one with whom I have a close friendship, but that was about it. And it was something of a mistake, as I learned when one long-time friend broke with me (again, a much-told story chez moi) because she couldn’t understand how it was that I had time, as a new mother, for blogging but not for going out for coffee with her. Which, I think, revealed much about the friendship, but still. I regretted telling her for quite a while.
Months ago, I wrote about confessing my blogging habit to Mayberry Mom, who was still just Cathy then. Not only did she start reading, but she started her own blog and came to BlogHer! You just never know who you might indoctrinate into the cult.
That said, I’ve told friends about it, but that doesn’t mean they read. Which is a whole other story, which Mayberry Mom recently wrote about too.
hung over. I have this happen to me sometimes too, where I have a few beers and I’m so hung over I think someone must have slipped a ruffie in my drink. I think it has something to do with hydration and the condition your liver is in at the time…
I think I’ve told almost everyone I care about/tell things to about the con queso. Mainly as an exercise for me in being okay with having everyone in the room. (Because currently, I don’t want to live my life compartmentalized in any way.) That said, I can completely understand when people don’t want others to know about their blogs. I mean. A girl’s got to have her space and all. And I think who you invite into your space is totally up to you.
No one knows. It’s my secret place. I’ve had to give up so much of myself to everyone else in my life, this is one thing I can keep to ME.
Most family members are probably not even aware of what a blog is anyway. HRH (husband) knows what they are but I’ve said nothing to him.
It’s my way of saying what I want, when I want, and most importantly HOW I want. I haven’t had that freedom in years and I’m not about to give it up by telling anyone. Just in case I die before HRH, I put the information in my safety deposit box with the password. If he wants, he can read it. If not, he can close it down.
I’ll never tell. Ever.
I don’t tell friends from work because I feel like I should keep it separate from my work. Still, it’s weird that they don’t know.
I didn’t tell anyone for the longest time. Then my sister found me, outed me to the entire family and now most of them read it. I was in the newspaper and just recently discovered that a TON of local people have been reading me. Um, uncomfortable, much?
awwww- i’m SO glad you finally told her!!!! what was her reaction? everyone knows i have this blog- it’s linked to my website, so anyone who goes there, can come here. i’ve never kept it secret from anyone and i just assume when i’m writing that EVERYONE is reading it. you know-
My friends don’t know about my blog. Some have recently found out and asked for the address, which I haven’t given them despite the fact that I keep telling them I will. I dunno, it’s like … it’s almost a “secret” or “more real” part of me that comes out in my blog and I’m reluctant to share it with them because they might… I don’t know what they might but they might.
I told EVERYONE about my blog. That was back when no one was reading it and I was pissed that I was writing all this crap that no one was reading. The only downside is that I keep all the family problems inside my head and not out in the open. Because my mama’s church lady friends don’t need to know how crazy my in-laws are, if you know what I mean. Works for me.
No telling here. Except for a couple of friends whose emails I replied to after the 2nd glass of wine. Oops.
My friends hear enough of me in person. The one friend that reads and comments is my best friend who doesn’t live nearby and I don’t get to talk to much on the phone. She blogs too, and it has been an awesome way to keep up with each other. More creative than email, and no pithy webslang needed.
hope you feel lots better. Funny how sometimes it hits you and sometimes not. I am really out of it…what is a BFF?
I don’t tell my in-laws. I have a great relationship with them, but there are many subjects that simply do not get discussed for the sake of everyone’s comfort level (such as the fact that I have an ex-husband, for instance). I don’t know if there’s much on my blog that would really offend them, but it seems more comfortable to keep it under wraps.
Until earlier today, my sister didn’t know about the blog. It has been bugging me for a while that I have not told her, as we are close. It was a bit of a disappointment to tell her, in the end.
I haven’t really told any of my friends because I don’t think that any of them blog and many of them have limited internet any way so there really is no reason too. I have told people that live far away in my family because I am lazy and it is a super way to keep them in touch with my life with minimal effort.
Well, at least you had a great time, even if you did get a hangover from it. I think that’s a small price to pay for good times with friends.
My friends and my husband know about my blog. Aaron’s family knows about it, also. I haven’t told neighbors or some of my family members. Although sometimes having people know about the blog can be a pain - Aaron’s family mis-read my post about trying to get pregnant, and were sending me congrats before I knew I was pregnant. They didn’t believe me when I told them they were mistaken!
I’m pretty much know as a rabid blogger… I have a blog for almost any occasion. Because I originally started out to keep friends and family updated, like a perpetual Christmas letter, I have never thought to keep it secret.
I’m pretty careful with the personal information. My husband read my blog so I can’t talk about him. At least not the stuff that bothers me. My son reads it to check for posts about him. I do write about him and post some pictures but if he weren’t so sensitive about it, I would probably write a lot more about him. My daughter doesn’t know what is what. She just wants me off the computer!
I can understand why someone would keep it a secret though. For work purposes, a chance to just say things you don’t feel comfortable with people who know you knowing. I’m just incapable of keeping it a secret. Big. Fat. Blabbermouth.
Hope you are feelin’ better soon, Izzy. Sorry I don’t know any good hangover remedies!
P.S. One thing I have found myself editing is how much I talk about what I’ve read on blogs. I’ve been so immersed in the blog’verse that it seems every conversation has a story I read, etc. I just feel like the biggest nerd ever when every story begins with, “I was reading a blog and…”
I’ve just conveniently never mentioned it to anyone. My spouse doesn’t even know or care what a blog is. One day I will have someone I know pop in and it will be ok because I never say anything bad about my friends and family. I’m more worried about having a can of whoop-a$$ opened up by the lady in the grocery store whose kidiot ran over my toe with a cart and I blogged about how freakish they were. :)
Well, my husband outed my blog to pretty much all my friends.
I suppose that so much of my blog material could come from day-to-day interactions that could possibly offend those who are close to me. But I take the attitude that they are all reading (even if they aren’t) so I won’t jam my foot too far down my throat. So, I am not as “naked” as I would like.
I think there is a guilty pleasure in writing something as though someone won’t know, yet secretly hoping they’ll find out: like I have a difficult-to-get-along-with sister-in-law about whom I’d love to post. And I’d like her to know how she comes off (at least to me.) Ditto on the mother-in-law, but since I already know MIL reads, and she knows I read, I can’t really write about her or SIL without knowing that “they know I know that they know” and all that condundrum.
Nope, my bestest friends don’t know about my blog. Mostly, because I’m scared they would laugh their asses off at my lame attempts at humour but also because, well, I am nothing if not a chicken shit. My hubs knows, and a few less important friends (whom I love very much) and I guess I got tired of trying to explain why I blogged. Or telling them I don’t want to write a book.
And none of my family or inlaws know about my computer activities. Because I really don’t want to have to explain about my shiny, green nipples.
Hope you feel better!
I just got off the phone with a friend who reads my blog, and I was evangelizing to her about it; “you should join — er, I mean, you should start a blog!” I excitedly encouraged, as my friend sort of clucked something about not having the nerve.
I am officially a total blogging rehabilitation case.
fuck.
I haven’t told my MIL because one day I might want to rip her to shreds and tear her a new asshole on one of my posts. Not that I’d really DO that. I mean, I don’t think I would. But I COULD still do it and that’s what matters.
I’ve told lots of my friends, but the sad thing is, few of them read it!
Every time I tell someone about my blog I later regret it, no matter how much relief I felt initially. It seems like the more people who know about my blog, the more closed in and trapped I feel writing it. And the more pressure I feel to keep doing it.
It’s so stupid.
Hangovers suck. I hope you are feeling better. My family, in-laws and many of my friends know about my blog, and actually read it. I don’t know why! :)
Being a reporter, I was used to having everyone know what I was writing so I told people about the blog. There are times when I wish I could write more freely… But I actually think the exercise of determining what not to write, and what to hold private is important. I always get something out of going through that process. Weighing my personal freedom to write whatever I want with the consequences to my relationship with that person. It makes you realize the power of writing publicly and what it can do both negatively and positively.
Glad you had a blast with your friend. i miss my bff who lives in jersey. wah.
Lisa
aside from myhusband, no one I know in real life knows about my blog. And I really like it that way. I didn’t start off intentionally keeping it private, there just never seemed like a good time to tell people. And now 2.5 yrs later, well it seems like too long has passed and I don’t think they’d get it anyway
No one knows about mine…
Just my husband…
Just the way I like it…
No one knows…
and I have met a lot of bloggerfriends…and although I tried to keep my blog annonymous…I have not been too successful…Asall my stories are personal…
Sorry about the hangover…Hope your feeling better…
And happy birthday….happy birthday toooooooo youuuuuuuu….
Oh man I rue the day I told my in-laws about the blog. So much hilarity could be shared with the blogosphere about their insanity, all lost cause they’d read it and recognize themselves and I’d be the bad daughter in law. Oh wait, I’m already the bad daughter in law, for no particular reason.
Anyway, moving right along, frends know about my blog and getting totally undeserved hangovers really sucks.
Gotta love a well-earned hang over.
All my good friends know but not my family or especially my inlaws and definately not my work collegues. I gradually told my friends over time because I thought they’d think I was a blogging dork. Which of course I am and they still hang out with me so I guess blogging dork is the new blogging babe.
Glad you shared your blog with your friend and had some fun female-bonding time and brews. Don’t you feel lighter? (from the sharing, not the brews)
i’d die if my family read my blog. it’s the one place i have to talk about them!
my in-laws reads it every once in a while and chew the husband out because of something i wrote that they found offensive…and they are too chicken to tell me themselves…
hey, thanks for the link over to props & pans. i found some interesting stuff about artificial sweetners. i won’t be buying splenda. ever.
I tell everyone. I can’t keep a secret anyway. Plus it is how my family and friends keep up with the kids.
Oooh, man. I had WAY too many last night, too. But then had a lot of water, so woke up without too much of a hangover. Plus, I got to sleep in AND take a nap. That helped. LOL!
The only people I don’t want knowing about my blog are my parents. Anyone who listens, I’ll tell…though some I really shouldn’t because I talk about everyone on here! :)
10 days early! Yeah, I’m thinking that was it. But at least that means that you don’t have to decrease your alcohol intake next time. heehee
Most of my IRL friends know now (and they comment and embarass me!). There is only one I haven’t told. I’ve known her since I was 14 and she would tease me and make fun of me. Not cool.
I give it out occasionally, and then usually spend a week being nervous about it. Heh.
So far, so good though. And I find that they people I DO give it out to, really don’t come to visit much anyway.
Maybe we ARE a cult.
Ouch to the hangover. I hate those.
Oh, by the way, just an FYI for ya … do you know your site here has been screwy in IE for a few weeks now?
Thought you might want to know.
My dad in New York reads my blog, which is kind of interesting ebcause no other family knows about it and only one friend knows I have one, but not what/where it is. One IRL friend found it, but she’s not someone I see or talk with really, we just sort of bump in and out of each other’s lives. I just like the ability to talk about personal stuff with censoring myself too much, and it would feel weird if I had readers I knew from before. That said, I love meeting the ladies I know through blogging, so it’s a one-way thing, I guess.
The Husband knows because I wouldn’t dream of keeping it secret from him. Of course, now I can’t complain about him as much as I would like! Ha, ha! In the end, I think it’s a better idea, though, because if I have complaints about him, I should talk to him directly rather than trash him in cyberspace.
I told an acquaintance because she asked and I don’t like to lie.
I haven’t told my good friends yet, because I don’t want them to think that I am a bad writer. I did start the blog so that mums could share info, so maybe I should just get over my fear and do it, huh?
I had 2 Mike’s Rita’s on saturday night, which gave me a HORRIBLE headache a few hours later. Yuck.
I have a few friends I’ve told, but not many. My husband knows and reads my blog. Both my sisters do, but not my parents and my in-laws. I guess I just feel that I’ll be really restricted in what I can say if everyone knows. The whole point of blogging was to give myself a place to be free to speak (write) my mind. Telling my parents would kill that completely.
Now that I’m blogging over at Imperfect Parent (under my name…Stacy http://www.imperfectparent.com), I have some place I can tell my parents about without revealing Half of the Sky to them
I have told some, DH reads it from time to time and a couple of other friends, but they are people that pretty much know anything that might come up here, and for a couple of them, it is a good way to keep in touch. That said, I have no intention whatsoever of telling my sister, father, or several other people about it. My inlaws know I have a blog, but they don’t even have internet access, so no problems there.
Hate hangovers. That said, haven’t had one in ages - been pregnant or nursing for all but about 6 months of the last 7 years. Once this little one gets here and finishes nursing, there will be quite the margarita bash. Yes, it will hurt. Yes, it will be worth it. It will probably take 2 drinks or so. I’m looking forward to it.