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The more you know

18 Jan

After Big Band rehearsals on Monday nights, some of the guys like to head out for a drink and munchies at the Kopper King. I say guys because there are only three other women in the band besides myself, but none of them usually come out for this. I’m not sure if they’re more responsible than I am about being alert for work the next day, or if they’re just way smarter than me in terms of avoiding chicken wings and nacho chips with all the fixins on a weekly basis.

I enjoy this part of the night because, as I mentioned earlier this week, there’s not a lot of actual socializing that goes on during rehearsals (which is just as it should be) so this is a good time to actually get to know a little more about my fellow band-mates. Don’t you find that the more you know about someone, the more interesting they become?

Last Monday, the subject of blogging came up and I got asked what the heck I keep a blog for, anyway. And isn’t it stressful coming up with things to write about?

Well, as I’ve said before, blogging started out as a way for me to keep friends and family in the loop about what we were up to in the far (or not-so-far) north. But gradually I started finding other people’s blogs and learning about their lives and getting to feel like these other blogging people were friends. (And in fact, some of them really have become friends offline, too.) I’ll say it again: don’t you find that the more you know about someone, the more interesting they become? Hmm, I suppose the corollary to that is that I hope you’ll learn about me and find me interesting, too.

Do I ever run out of things to say? Not really. No more than I run out of things to say to my best friends, but hey, I’m a pretty chatty person; I like to talk! And by that, I mean the kind that goes both ways, which is why I love to read and comment on other blogs. The discussion, the shared rejoicing, the sympathy in this community of bloggers – that’s what’s great about being a member of the blogosphere.

Nowhere did I feel that more than when I blogged about my miscarriage. Although I didn’t get a lot of comments on the blog post (thanks to Live Spaces!) I did get quite a lot when the post got imported into Facebook, and I got tons of e-mails. The outpouring of sympathy was so bracing, just exactly what I needed.

Blogging can be inspiring, too. A couple of weeks ago, I stumbled across a mommyblog that led to me writing a new song that has been wanting to be written ever since the miscarriage. I needed to do something to help – you know – process the experience. But I didn’t want to write something really depressing. Or trite. Or maudlin. This woman’s poem about her little daughter crystallized something in me. I won’t tell you any more about that right now because I’m hoping to share the song with you sometime soon and the story deserves its own post.

What can I say, I’m a people who needs people. Which is why a pint of, um, ginger ale with greasy finger food shared with good company is also a Good Thing in my book.


With a little help from my friends

16 Jan

After last Tuesday’s disastrous attempt to walk Nanuq between work and suppertime I realized that I really would need help in order to survive the two weeks without Michael.  And the help came, sometimes from unexpected places.  My neighbour Heather took Nanuq out with her dog Kodiak on Wednesday.  Tim took him on Thursday (and again yesterday).  Hugh and Anissa walked down from their neighbourhood to take on the Friday walk.  I got a suprise e-mail from Carole (Yukon Chatterbug) on the weekend, offering to take Nanuq out with her dog if we happened to live close by (which we do).  Thanks so much to all of you!  Nanuq and I are both very grateful.

Speaking of help and surprises, I was reading through my blog stats last week and came across a referring site that included my name in it.  Curious, I clicked on it and was brought to a page that included my most recent post ("The green, green grass of home") and a couple of pictures of Jade from the Halloween photo album.  It also said "Copyright Fawnahareo 2007" at the bottom of the page.  Of course, I hadn’t created the page, so you might understand that I felt as though I had temporarily stepped into the Twilight Zone. 

As I was trying to figure things out, I got an e-mail from George (who plays a mean bass in The Big Band) saying he’d killed a few minutes by throwing together a page for me to play around with, since he knew I was looking for a new bloggy home.  Wow, what a nice thing to do!  Big Band rehearsals consist of a lot of practicing and not much chatting, so I don’t actually know anyone in the group that well.  But now I know someone I can refer people to for web hosting and design services.  Thanks, George!

And now while we’re on the subject of moving blogs, I’m just about ready to move house over to WordPress (although I wish I could take George’s photo album module over with me, since it looks like I’ll now have to start using Flickr for photo sharing).  I think I’ve got the mashed-together-paragraphs thing figured out.  I hope to be seeing more comments once I’ve moved over — I know I’ve got a few lurkers, and this is SO all about you, you know.