I intended for this, my first post on my new blog to be amazing. No, incredible. It would be clever and fascinating. It would show how awesome and interesting I am and what an intriguing, enviable life I live. It would astonish every reader and draw a thousand subscribers who would wait in breathless anticipation for every new post so that they might read every unique and fascinating thought that I might deign to produce.
However, this is not working out. Too much pressure. Moments keep passing me by that encompass all of the above. First, I was gong to write a clever observation piece about the crowd at the Ra Ra Riot concert I attended at the Westcott in March. BUT I got distracted and never sat down and did it. Which is a shame because there was a girl dressed like a Newsie, I was hit on for the first time in my married life, four teenagers clustered at my feet because I apparently was giving off a sense of safety and several thrashing young men kept trampling my feet.
After this missed opportunity I thought to write on my birthday. But it was jam-packed with fun and I again did not write.
I thought to post about my friend Stephanie and I attending "Waffles for Opera," a completely random event that married (you guessed it) waffles and opera. As a result, I won free tickets for the opera Steph and I are attending today.
Alas, how things slip away.
On the bright side, the ice is broken! My new blog lives! I shall now post without fear or pressure. Happy days lie ahead my friends.
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