Last night, I got home from one of the most horrible Fridays in PerkyJazz history. I’ll spare you the details because I don’t want you to fall asleep while you’re reading my blog. That won’t be fun for my readership. Suffice it to say that I have no idea where the 8 of my 24-hour day went. It was all a blur.
So there I was, ready for the weekend. Came home, had dinner, read a book with daughter, called sister, wrote and posted on blog, slept.
This morning, after a couple of hours lazing around the house, I checked on my blog and read what I posted last night.
Oh, my goodness! I am becoming the blogger whose blog I don’t read.
When it comes to writing, I’m not in the habit of critiquing myself. A cyber-friend of mine used to do that for me (JC, I miss yah!). I usually just write as I think. And anyway, I’m not a professional writer. I don’t think anyone’s going to crucify me should I break any writing rule. But I‘m very much dissatisfied with my entry last night. It started off fine but halfway it started getting……….. serious.
Now, I don’t have anything against people who write serious stuff. I respect them and they’re the ones I look up when I’m doing work-related research. I am grateful for their presence on the internet. As an educator, I need them as much as I need a glass of ice-cold water on a hot Saturday afternoon, excuse me while I get some from the fridge….
Okay, I’m back. Now, where are we?
….but I’m an advocate of the “learning should be fun” theory. Yes, I understand the need for lectures, but it won’t be very effective if the student is sleeping, would it? And anyway, I’m not blogging as a lecturer. I’m blogging as a friend who can give another friend advice without sounding formal and lecture-ish. I’m the fun psyche guru. The one you can gobble banana split with while you’re wallowing in despair. The one who won’t empathize nor sympathize but will just bash you on the head with a pillow should you decide to burrow in self-pity.
The road to self-improvement and personal development should be fun. It’s where we can laugh at our mistakes as we learn from them, where we poke fun at each other as we jump over potholes and other obstacles, as we try to get to much better roads. The adventure is on the journey, not the destination.
That’s the focus of this blog. And I resolve to make this a fun and exciting trip you’ll take with me.
I agree with you. I’m a doctor for a living, and see a lot of pain and death, so don’t ask me to be too serious about art. I play in a semi-professional bluegrass band, and write physician bluegrass fiction.
As we say in bluegrass, “This ain’t a matter of life or death, it’s much more serious than that; it’s music.”
Keep having fun, kid. Loved your post. You aren’t a bit boring.
Dr. B
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Thanks for the compliment, Dr. B! I checked your blog and you’re not boring as well
wonderful perspective!