Thursday, September 21, 2006
I don't "really know Mickey Mouse either.
This past weekend the moms & the boys went to Disney World. The working mom had a conference to go to there during the week, so we took advantage of time to have a weekend together. We stayed at the Contemporary Resort on the Disney property. Most of the resorts on the property are connected to each other and to the theme parks with a system of boats, trains and the monorail. You don't necessarily have to go to the amusement parks to have fun, there is plenty to do at the individual resort hotels. The Contemporary Resort was one of the first hotels built at Disney (in the 1970's). It is a large A-frame hotel, with a monorail that goes right through the building. You can catch the monorail in the fourth floor lobby and travel to most anywhere in Disney. On Saturday night the boys ran off to explore the hotel game room, and the moms had some alone time. We strolled out by the pool and talked about various subjects. I talked about all of you and blogging in general. Matt's mom was amused that I knew so much about the lives of strangers. That's when I knew that you cannot explain blogging to a non-blogger! I could not really convey that I consider you my friends even though I don't know your real identities. Most of us could pass on the street and not even know it, yet I know more about you than I do most of my "real" friends. Anyway, I am telling you, DON'T try to explain this to a non-blogger or you might get some funny looks (like I did)!
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Been there, done that. When I suggest that friends and family view my blog to get a "feel" for what a blog is all about, they look at me like I had grown a second head. They think it's really weird that we reveal so much about our personal lives online.
Yes, we do know more about each other than some of our real-life friends. And that's what makes us so special, friend.
Hope you guys had a great time at Disney.
I tried to explain this very thing to someone last weekend. She kept looking at me with her nose crinkled up like she was smelling something offensive. After I concluded what I thought to be a very thorough explanation, she said to me, "So where does it go when you die?"
Tuffe...I tried to explain blogging to friends & relatives too and they look at me like I'm crazy. I think that you have to be a blogger to understand a blogging friendship...and you're absolutely right!...we know more about each other and share more of our lives with each other than we share with anyone else. Some bloggers remain anonymous and some of us don't.
I think that non bloggers would understand a penpal relationship better and that's really what we have except that it's more instantaneous because we write on the computer.
I'm proud to call you my friend even though I wouldn't recognize you on the street except by your shoes, which you once posted. hehehe
Yup, I know exactly what you mean. None of my real-life friends 'blog', and they all smirk about it.
That's OK, I can handle it! It's their loss, and my gain :)
I like that we are friends.
I pick up people in my taxi that say they have heard of blogs, but do not have a clue what they are. Where have they been?
We are a family of bloggers. We spent last weekend at Abandoned in Pasadena's for her birthday. We also sat around and talked about blogging and our blogfriends until the wee hours of the morning. We all "got it" and there was no need to explain anything to anyone. We also had a good laugh at ourselves for being so obsessed with blogging. I wouldn't have it any other way, would you?
I know what you mean Tuff. I have to kirb myself when I start to say something about my blog pals. It's a strange phenomenom, isn't it, that we consider each other such good friends, when we don't 'know' each other in real life (mostly)? But, like you, I feel I know my blog friends very well, and you're all in my thoughts a lot!
Disney sounds like great fun! Lucky you to be so close.
It's getting cold up here!!
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