This morning, I was delighted and surprised to discover that yesterday's post elicited a comment. This is something that used to happen with some frequency five years ago (when this blog was young), and each one was like opening a Christmas present. You never knew what was inside - but often, those comments led to some wonderful back and forth exchanges and even friendships.
Many of my closest friends today are people I met through comments on this blog.
But that all stopped a few years ago, when blogs and blogging got bigger and it was harder to keep up with the community. I miss that.
So I was eager to read my comment.
Too bad for me that this was not one that was going to make my day. Rotospherical is sick and tired of reading my whines about the bad patch of luck I'm (still!) going through.
And you know what? I agree with her (I'm assuming it's a her, because the readers of blogs like mine tend to be female). I liked me better when I was upbeat and happy, too, and would give anything to get back to that. Unfortunately, the continuing onslaught of icky things happening around me all at once hasn't been kind to my sense of humor, which appears to have abandoned me.
It also doesn't help that my VA clients are requesting more of my time. This is a good thing for my budget - but a bad thing for my blogging. I've never been a particularly fast writer - a 500 word post typically takes me a couple of hours - so when all I can find is a 20-minute window, what comes out is yesterday's irritating, sleep-deprived vent.
So I've made a decision. I've been trying to put something up here at least once a week, whether I've got something fun to write about or not. That stops now. If I haven't anything interesting to post about, I'm just not gonna do it.
I do enjoy reviewing products that fit into my lifestyle, and it's fun to receive them and a challenge to write the reviews. I'm doing a lot fewer of these, mainly because I don't have the time (it can take me up to six hours to write a review post). I'm sitting on one that should have been finished two weeks ago, because I shot video and haven't found the time to edit it. I will be doing fewer reviews while I'm so swamped, which makes me a little sad, because "fun" is something my life lacks right now.
That said, I thought you might like to see a sample of the kind of stuff that arrives in my email each day (which I was complaining about in yesterday's post). For the record: Most of the pitches I get do not offer me ANYTHING in return for giving them free publicity - not even a reciprocal link. Those are the ones that go straight to my trash.
The rest require some kind of response, and I try to do so - but sometimes, I sit on them for so long that it's ridiculous. So those end up in the trash, too.
Anyway - I got a couple of pitches today that made me laugh. One was titled "Summer fashion tips for 'haute' mamas." The pitch went like this:
As Courtney Cox's swimsuit malfunction demonstrates, Nippies Natural and Nippies from Bristols 6 are essentials for moms hitting up the pool with toddlers that hang on to your swimsuit. Our high-quality cover-ups shape curves and shields from overexposure and 'chilly' waters, giving stylish moms the confidence to wear a bathing suit without worry!
Nippies Natural is the first adhesive silicone nipple cover that is thin and matte, making it undetectable under clothing and swimsuits. The adhesive and non-adhesive versions are washable/waterproof/reusable, making it a budget-friendly find that you can wear during the day at the pool or out to dinner with your hubby.
For 'haute' mamas who want colorful coverage, Nippies are made from real lingerie fabrics in designer-inspired prints and sparkling sequins. Nippies are soft, stretchy and slightly supportive coverage in over 40 styles that coordinate with any bathing suit or outfit!
This is especially funny to me because at my age, I think of myself as "post-fashion." At 53 years old, nobody is looking at my body in a bathing suit, and even if they did, I don't wear styles where this would be a problem.
But the prize for the funniest pitch of the day goes to the guy (who obviously didn't realize that I live in Los Angeles) invited me to a performance in New York City:
Hello Schwartz Mills, (I guess he didn't notice that I have a first name, either)
I hope all is well. I am not sure if you had a chance to check out Puppetry of the Penis when it first came to NY several years ago. But this August the boys from down under (brothers, Simon and Justin Morley) will bring the ancient art of genital origami back to NYC (then to the rest of the country).
I hope you will able to join us. Let me know what performance works.
Puppetry of the Penis is a non-sexual, totally funny girl’s night out. I hope you will be able to join us. Our Penis Puppeteer are available to discuss this ancient high art and tutorials are available.
I look forward to hearing from you.
I actually wrote him back and asked him to let me know if they ever do a show in SoCal.
DISCLOSURE: I have not received anything from either of the organizations listed above in exchange for promoting their links. These actual emails just made me laugh.
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