Letting it all out!
Write a blog!, I thought...brilliant...has to go down in history with some of my other brilliant ideas such as; marry a Hungarian, buy a house just as the market reaches a peak and the economy crashes, and my all time favorite, fill the void of divorce with three cats and two dogs.
It seemed like such a good idea when I first thought of it; I love to write, enjoy communication, and have far too much to say for myself...should be easy, I thought...until about five minutes ago when reality hit, my mind went blank, and my creativity double timed it back across the pond.
Yes, I may have made some controversial decisions in my time, but I'm nothing if not determined! March 1st 2010 is the first day of my first ever blog post. It's also the first day of my raw foods diet and a promise to exercise (my ever-honest kids are forcing me to confess that I make those commitments every month).
What kind of a blog should I write? A personal blog? Nah, too egotistical. Corporate blog? Yaaaawn boring!, Travel blog?, Mom blog?, Absolutely not! Besides I'm a Mum not a Mom! How about we just call it a "What do I want to say today blog?" and see where it takes us.
Hmmmm....what do I want to say today?
Well, despite having lived in this wonderful country for almost ten years and having changed much of my vocabulary to avoid having the same conversation about my British differences twenty times a day, there are some things that I will simply never get used to.
Public toilets in America need re-thinking! That's right I said toilets, and yes I know this is my first post and probably not the best place to start, but as we've already established...I'm full of brilliant ideas!
Why on earth is there no need for privacy in this country? It's the home of the brave and the land of the free, but free and brave are not attributes I wish to carry with me in to a public loo. For such an anti-nudity nation I'm surprised that there hasn't been a civil revolution! Public toilets here barely have doors! You can see your neighbor over the top of the stall and analyze the complete contents of her handbag as well as the underwear linking her ankles under the stall. You can actually see your co-loo users, as they squat scantily clad, through the vast gap either side of the flimsy door. As one wouldn't want to embarrass one's fellow poopers one of course learns to avert one's gaze when entering a public toilet, whilst avoiding eye contact with any other occupants, and without bumping in to the less than sturdy cubicle....and of course holding one's breath or taking tiny yoga sips of air.
The acoustics are particularly wonderful in these open-plan lavvies too! It's no wonder we're a constipated nation, we have no privacy to let it out! And don't get me started on the smell in the men's room and the flasher standing at the urinal that we all get to delight in every time the door to the men's room opens!
There, I think today's title will have to be "Letting it all out"
It seemed like such a good idea when I first thought of it; I love to write, enjoy communication, and have far too much to say for myself...should be easy, I thought...until about five minutes ago when reality hit, my mind went blank, and my creativity double timed it back across the pond.
Yes, I may have made some controversial decisions in my time, but I'm nothing if not determined! March 1st 2010 is the first day of my first ever blog post. It's also the first day of my raw foods diet and a promise to exercise (my ever-honest kids are forcing me to confess that I make those commitments every month).
What kind of a blog should I write? A personal blog? Nah, too egotistical. Corporate blog? Yaaaawn boring!, Travel blog?, Mom blog?, Absolutely not! Besides I'm a Mum not a Mom! How about we just call it a "What do I want to say today blog?" and see where it takes us.
Hmmmm....what do I want to say today?
Well, despite having lived in this wonderful country for almost ten years and having changed much of my vocabulary to avoid having the same conversation about my British differences twenty times a day, there are some things that I will simply never get used to.
Public toilets in America need re-thinking! That's right I said toilets, and yes I know this is my first post and probably not the best place to start, but as we've already established...I'm full of brilliant ideas!
Why on earth is there no need for privacy in this country? It's the home of the brave and the land of the free, but free and brave are not attributes I wish to carry with me in to a public loo. For such an anti-nudity nation I'm surprised that there hasn't been a civil revolution! Public toilets here barely have doors! You can see your neighbor over the top of the stall and analyze the complete contents of her handbag as well as the underwear linking her ankles under the stall. You can actually see your co-loo users, as they squat scantily clad, through the vast gap either side of the flimsy door. As one wouldn't want to embarrass one's fellow poopers one of course learns to avert one's gaze when entering a public toilet, whilst avoiding eye contact with any other occupants, and without bumping in to the less than sturdy cubicle....and of course holding one's breath or taking tiny yoga sips of air.
The acoustics are particularly wonderful in these open-plan lavvies too! It's no wonder we're a constipated nation, we have no privacy to let it out! And don't get me started on the smell in the men's room and the flasher standing at the urinal that we all get to delight in every time the door to the men's room opens!
There, I think today's title will have to be "Letting it all out"
posted by Cat Mayer at
6:40 PM
2 Comments:
Nah, this is definitely a good idea.
I love it already Cat, can't wait to see what else you have to say!
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