Celebrating One Year Of Blogging


Photo Credit:      Katie. Thank you

Photo Credit:   Thank you Katie.

My blog and I are celebrating one year of Worpress-ed bliss. It is our “paper” anniversary, even though this has been a paperless  year for the two of us.

You might say our union was arranged… by a handful of people. A few friends encouraged me to get out there and…write. (Yah, right. No way.) 

My birthday sister and good friend Terri, over at The Laughing Mom had the perfect set-up for me. We’d double date and cruise the blogosphere together.

My Mother unknowingly did the final match-making. Last summer during a trip to my hometown, I enjoyed several visits with her. For the first time, I saw beauty amid the ugliness of her dementia.

It was the inspiration for Sweetie Pie, my first post, which wrote itself in my head. I hooked up with WordPress and hit the publish button.

Terri, The Laughing Mom, is a brilliant and funny writer with a large  following. She generously wrote a beautiful and heartfelt post to introduce me to the blogging community.  I was officially out there.

I had two concerns:  My debut funnysister post wasn’t funny, and I had nothin’ else in the pipeline.

Now what?

What would be the focus or theme of my blog?

What would I write next?

Do I have to write every week?

Will anyone read what I write?

Terri wisely counseled me through the angst.  She reminded me that it was my blog, to think of it as my playground and just have fun. OK, she may have initially  said something more along the lines of:  “Who gives a sh*t?  Just write what and when you want “

She’s smart that way, so I listened to her and kept writing.

In the last 12 months, I’ve published  21 posts. Clearly,  I am not the most prolific writer. This is in sharp contrast to my verbal skills:  20 years ago, a sales trainer diagnosed me with chronic “diarrhea of the mouth.”  I believe I am now in remission, however,  I did write about diarrhea in my December 2012 post, The Tale Of The Family Pa-Flu-Za.

I’d been preparing for blogging without realizing it. Years ago, at a gathering in our home, an acquaintance rolled her eyes and said with annoyance, “Oh God, Anne, you have a story for everything!”  I’m pretty sure I know why we have never become more than acquaintances. I’m also pretty sure she is not following my blog.

I love a good story.  It always makes me smile to get a phone call from a family member or friend and hear them say,  “I have a funny story to tell you.”

So, while I am still finding my focus, and my posts have been a mixed bag of topics and tone; I realize I am more of a story teller than an editorialist.

I only wrote about the murder of Dr. Ron Gilbert  because it was so personal. The post was  full of questions, not answers or opinions. Frankly, my dearly departed Dad keeps me from writing opinion oriented posts. As he so eloquently used to say:  opinions are like a**holes – everybody has one. Crass but correct.

I wish I was as brave and creative as some of the bloggers I follow. Initially, I was too nervous to read posts from other bloggers. I was afraid their topics or words would seep into my subconscious, rattle around in there for awhile,  and then I would inadvertently use them in a future post.

Obviously, the embarrassment I suffered in Mrs. Cornell’s 11th grade “World Religions” class stuck with me.  She scrutinized my research paper on the Church of God, for possible plagiarism when the word “schism” jumped out at her. Like a mob informant, I was acquitted of all charges, but sentenced to a lifetime of looking over my shoulder.

I no longer worry about unintentionally “stealing” material.  Inspiration is never in short supply, thanks in part to my family and friends who text, email, and call with:  “I have an idea for your blog” or  “You should write a post about…..”

The writing process is mysterious. Sometimes it is effortless and words spill out through through my fingertips, bounce off the keyboard and land on my laptop screen. For me, hitting the publish button is a difficult step. Perfectionism prohibits progress.

This past year has been a learning experience.

In addition to self-discovery, I’ve learned that my fellow human beings have varied interests. I can confirm this, based on the search terms that led readers to my blog. No judgement here.  However you choose to get your Google on is fine with me. For instance:

  • People are nostalgic, fascinated and possibly OBSESSED by anything to do with The Jetsons, and Pan Am stewardesses.
  • Folks are really curious about Tupperware and  antique dolls
  • While it is not polite dinner conversation, funny stories about stomach flu and diarrhea stories are apparently real crowd pleasers.
  • People are really angry about CFL bulbs changing color of the paint on walls.
  • Apparently Bingo Sex is a thing. Oh, I have no idea what it is….I’m just saying people search for it. Seriously. ALOT of people. Frequently. Like, daily.
  • Eddie Haskell nails June Cleaver. Pervert. Shame on you.  June was a lady. June was not a cougar or a MILF. (While I’m on the subject, can we all agree to never use either of those terms again? Thank you, now I won’t have to write an entire post about how much I dislike them.)
  • The smell of her girdle. Ewwwww.  I hope this guy is already in a committed relationship. I hate to think of him on the streets or lurking on dating sites. Girls, beware of a man who asks too many questions about your shape wear.
  • Wait, maybe that guy does have a wife and she’s the one who searched for married couples wearing girdles or maybe the poor dear searched for forced into girdle. 
  • Was it a teenager who searched for Can you kiss someone with G.I.  flu on isolation? How romantic. Or desperate. Or soon to be literally “lovesick.”

Thanks to all my readers for sticking with me this year.

I have renewed my vow to keep writing. I hope you’ll commit to keep reading.


22 responses »

  1. Congratulations! You made it. Thanks for all the blog lov’in. The blogosphere is a much better place with the influence of wonderful storytellers like you. Taking the time to write words that just simply make people smile is very underrated and you knocked it out of the park. Can’t wait for year 2.


  2. Congrats on the year for the blog! I love reading everything you write! I know when I see a new post I will get to take a break from the day and enjoy a good laugh!! I received a saying for my 50th that Ii think is very true “we don’t stop laughing because we grow old we grow old because we stop laughing.” Keep up the great work, I’m so proud of you! Thank you for the laughs! Tracy


  3. Happy Anniversary, Funnysister! You should be so proud! You know we (the fam) are!! I love the reference to being a storyteller! You come by that so naturally! I am thinking of that lovely gentleman with a cigar hanging from the corner of his mouth urgently asking for a brick to anchor the sailboat. Oh, how we could sit at his knee forever…..the baton has passed! Your gift to us! Congrats! XOXO


    • By baton, do you mean a Dutchmaster?

      Thank you hilarious sister for all the thoughts you let me steal, your ideas, proofreading, and cheerleading.

      I couldn’t do it without you…and like everything….it is more fun if you do it with me.


  4. Congrats, funny lady! Please keep writing because as Terri so eloquently says, “Dat gurl can get her write on!” I concur. Such a gift and that eye-rolling woman should have been punched in the knees for that comment about you having a story for everything. Darn right! She’s just jealous she doesn’t have one. Cheers to another stellar year and to keep away from that eye-roller – her attitude makes her what your dad called people!


    • Thank you for all your reading and nice words over the last year!
      I avoid the B-O-R-I-N-G eye roller -cuz who wants to hang out with a gal who never has a funny or embarrassing story to share?


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