Cowboy Up

Lately I've been struggling with making the time to post consistently on this here blog.


I know what you're thinking:


"Christy, with all the floods, famine, wars and celebri-taunts heading off to jail,  posting on your blog is what you're 'struggling' with??"


And to that I say....


YES.


I'm just that clueless.



...and I'm even bigger into cliches. So I'm 'bout to drop a big one on you. Because, you see...



This blog is my journal. (BOOM!)


Did you feel that?




I know that is probably one of the most over-used descriptions of why it is so fetching (bringing back an oldie-but-goodie with that one. Holla at me Utah!) important for us to do "the blog", but also quite true. The idea of leaving honest snap shots of my life for my girls to go back to when I'm no longer here is very important to me. (Not too mention the warm fuzzies I get with every comment I receive, no matter how misguided the compliments are. You guys are waaay too nice to me. I'm sure that will change once you get to know me better.)


All of this very important thinking that I've been doing on the subject of blogging led me to having a conversation with one of my FLAVORITE bloggers (and people)  Natalicious. If you don't know her, picture the sassy spunk and tiny thighs of Tinkerbell mixed with the morals and wisdom (and tiny thighs) of Jiminy Cricket. She's Disney's dream come true. She's also a great motivator, which is why I found myself bouncing ideas off of her tiny thighs a few days ago:

"I want to post more, but I have no motivation," I whined, over the phone, while licking the wrapper of a Symphony chocolate bar.


"I think that would be possible if you didn't use up all of your energy feverishly licking every last ounce of chocolate from your candy bar wrappers," (I'm pretty sure) she thought to herself, concerned.


"I think you should. I'd like to as well. Maybe we can try something together?" she actually said, out loud, because she's way too nice and tiny thighed to ever say or think something like the above quote.


"That *slurp* would *snarf* be fun !" I warbled enthusiastically, in between licks of the runaway chocolate that made it's way to the phone's receiver and the crook of my arm.


"For heaven's sake! I'll buy you more chocolate! Please stop attacking those crumbs like a pig routing through garbage!" (I'm pretty sure) she thought to herself,  although she never really would because she lives by the acronym "WWJD", or "What Would Jiminy Do?"

No, no. That would've never crossed her mind. In fact, she's been enabling my chocolate habit for years. (Just the other night she sent me a text offering me "a fix" of Texas sheet cake. "The first one's free, Christy" Uh-huh.)



Instead my sweet friend sat there encouraging me until we came up with a plan to motivate each other. And since lately I've needed a "gun to my head" to keep me on track with writing, the idea was born:



BLOG BANDITS.

Once a week, each of us would "hand over" our blogs to each other (in true bandito style) and let the other choose the topic we would write about for that post. The bandit can choose to ask a question, post a quote for you to comment on, or simply give you a one word topic to write about.  The sky's the limit. No matter what the bandit says, you MUST write about their topic of choice and you MUST post it every Wednesday.


And for fun, I'm going to write every bandit post in character while wearing a handkerchief and chewin' tabacky.


So there you have it. Starting next Wednesday both Natalie and I will be taking each other's blog "by the horns" and forcing one another to write about the things we choose for topics.


While I begin work on a nicotine addiction.

 *spit* (clank!)





Y'all come back now, ya here??


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THE BANDIT'S TOPIC of choice for my 9/15/10 post:

"Awakening Sleeping Beauty: We are the hero of our own story."


(I told you she is Disney's dream!!)