Let me rephrase that ... are you mortified when you find out that the people you know in real life read your blog? Let me wave my hands in the air and admit that YES!!! I mostly am.
I know it's totally ridiculous because the whole point of (most) blogs is that other people read the stuff you write (a LOT of times about yourself and sometimes it gets pretty personal).
This only popped in my head because while I was eating lunch and enjoying the quiet of sweet heavenly naps I checked my email and had an email from Linked In (it's actually one word -- LinkedIn) that so and so from high school wanted to connect. I'm sure it just automatically connected him to his Facebook friends or something and does anyone even use/utilize LinkedIn? I don't know. When Simon was working nights once and I had run out of Pinterest, beauty product reviews, and Hulu I filled out my profile and never looked back. I relooked at my profile today -- snore. Of course it's boring! I listed my old jobs but what do I write for current occupation? diaper changer? mom? wife? domestic engineer (cringe)? or ... blogger? Ick.
I'll never forget several years ago when one of my good friends said something along the lines of, "blogging is REALLY weird" when we were talking about someone's (long gone) blog (that I enjoyed reading!!). I didn't necessarily agree because I could see the appeal but just nodded my head and the conversation moved right along. So I think that stigma has sort of stuck with me and now even though it seems like more people than not have blogs these day ... I think I probably turn the shade of my current nail polish (HOT RED) when I meet someone and they say, "oh, I read your blog!" ... I instantly wonder what in the hell they think of me taking pictures of my stupid outfits in the neighbor's driveway? Probably that it's weird but I plug right along and keep on posting, don't I?
Where oh where are you going with this, dear Grace? I don't know. I just was curious if I'm the only weirdo that feels this way. El Camp isn't a secret or anything and I think the majority of my friends probably know about the blog. What did I think was going to happen when I followed someone on Instagram and they saw my blog address in my profile? I couldn't bank on them clicking on it but they might!
I've never put my blog on my Facebook page but I have nooo problem inviting almost every single one of my friends to please become a fan of the official fan page (because everything is official around here!!). Almost every single one. If I reconnect with old friends I'll send them the link, and I love hearing from strangers that they enjoy reading but I still bristle when an actual friend reads.
Don't think that I don't enjoy blogging and connecting with people because I do! I hate to use the overused "community" but that is exactly what a lot of bloggers find online. I love that one of the first people I turned to when I started giving Theo formula (another story for another time that I may or may not ever be brave enough to blog about) was a fellow blogger because she had struggled with doing the same and had told the internet. Or when I got a truly nasty mean-spirited anonymous comment ... that I could email bloggers that have dealt with much worse and they can help me (eventually) laugh it off. And the list goes ON and on and on.
I mostly love blogging and ultimately that feeling of, "oh no you didn't read that post about the time Sebastian ate Julia's poop ... did you?" isn't going to stop me from soldiering on while the minions sleep. I guess I just need to get over it and I probably need, as Julia likes to say, HAAAAAAAAALP!!