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Happy 9th Blogiversary, Andiamo

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creative commons photo by Gareth Simpson

creative commons photo by Gareth Simpson

It was nine years ago today that I started my first blog. It was in anticipation of a trip to Asia (that never happened), and I have clear memories of not knowing what in the hell to write about nor why anyone else would care.

It’s been a funny path I’ve been on since then – one that has included copywriting for various online outlets, transitioning from on-the-ground community management to online community management to social media, building a community from scratch to several thousand readers, expanding my own definition of platforms on which I shared my writing, buying several domains, and building websites for myself and others. Sometimes I still wonder what in the hell to write about, and question whether anyone really cares – but most of the time I try to think about the blogger equivalent of that old saying, “Dance like no one is watching.” I often write like no one is reading. Because, at least in the beginning, no one is.

At the beginning of 2005, I couldn’t imagine my life with a blog in it. Nine years later, I can’t imagine life without this blog – or any of the other websites I maintain. It was some gentle prodding from a friend that got me to set up that first Blogspot blog, and I remain thankful for it.

Happy 9th Blogiversary, Andiamo.

Why I May Never Like Christmas Again

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Now that we’re past Halloween, “the holidays” are bearing down on us like a freight train. That is, as far as I’m concerned, a little bit good and a little bit bad.

I’ve always loved Thanksgiving – it is, by a long shot, my very favorite holiday of the year. It’s all about food (great food, too, if you’re eating at my mom’s house) and there’s no obligation to buy or give presents to people who, in all likelihood, don’t need whatever nicknack you’ve gift-wrapped for them. The biggest part of my affection for Thanksgiving is that it’s about getting together with some of the people I love most in the world. The TV might be on in the other room for part of the day because of some football game, but the vast majority of the time is spent sitting around a table surrounded by people I love, breaking bread and sharing wine with them and enjoying conversation that is always wonderful. Always.

Christmas, however, has lost much of its lustre for me.

Il mio cuore è rossonero.

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Most of my life, I’ve been fond of saying I’m not a sports fan. It’s predictable for a girl to say that, but I did it anyway. Because the truth was that I really wasn’t a sports fan. I played softball in the summer for a few years because my friends were doing it, but my lack of anything resembling depth perception meant that catching or hitting a ball was a near-impossible task. Needless to say, I didn’t excel at the game and quit as soon as I could.

My dad was a sports nut, both of my brothers enjoy sports, and the husband is a sports fan. Even my mother is a sports fan. I was definitely the odd one out in my family, who neither paid attention to nor cared about sports of any kind. But that all changed about 10 years ago.

And how’s this going to go?

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I don’t get bored very often anymore. I’m a busy person, weekdays and weekends, and although I’m on the computer for what seems like endless hours every day, I’m not doing much in the way of “playing.”

So I’m not sure how it happened that I set up this new blog earlier today.

I have a blog already. I’ve had that blog since early 2005. But I haven’t updated it regularly for at least a year, and the last time I wrote anything on it was something like seven months ago. So what the hell am I doing starting another blog now? Especially when I’m busier now than I’ve ever been in my life?