Talking to my husband, Ben, when he came home this evening.
Me: “So, I decided to try blogging.”
Ben: “is that some sort of water exercise?”
Me: “wha- Did you just-Are you being serious? You can’t be serious. Do you really not know what blogging is?”
Ben: “Sounds expensive. Are you sure you want to be out in the sun that much? You know how nutty you are when it comes to staying transparently pasty.”
Me: “Hey now, that is uncalled for. And the term is alabaster, fool. A blog is a place someone writes, on the internet. I started a blog to try writing on. So I am blogging.”
Ben: “So you started a diary? Well, if it helps you, but don’t you have half a dozen different journaling notebooks? You are going to start keeping a copy of your secrets online too?”
Me: “No. What? Huh? No. A blog is like an internet story book. You write it, and if you are lucky, people will read it and enjoy the stories you tell.”
Ben: Well, that is weird. You really should not let people read your diary.”
Me: “Um- I don’t think I am explaining this well. at all…”
Ben: “Oh, does this mean you are going to start making funny cat videos? I love funny cat videos!”
And that was when I gave up, because I really just do not know how to make a guy who’s idea of great advancements is being able to watch GI Joe on his phone, understand what I was explaining, when I can not even program my watch. And also I am mildly flattered that my husband has enough faith in me to suggest I am talented enough to make funny videos about cats. Silver linings, folks. Silver Linings.