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Sixteen

February 17, 2024 at 9:18 am by Claudia

On this date in 2008, I signed into Blogger, wrote a very brief introductory post, and hit publish. I didn’t even know how to post a photo. But I figured it out shortly after that. And so, this little corner of the online-virtual-social media world began. I was tentative at first, wondering if anyone would find me out there in the early days of blogging. Blogging was quite new and there weren’t many of us yet. But if you followed another blog, that blogger would most likely return the favor, and slowly I built up an readership. The list of what I didn’t know was very long, but you know I like a challenge, so I researched and observed and added a header and tried my best to style my blog. It really reminded me of the Wild West. So many of us were trekking into this new world, trying to build our homesteads on the web.

In those days, enhancing the look of the blog was an ongoing challenge. I was always trying something new. We were pretty much stuck with Blogger’s basic layout. It wasn’t until I moved to WordPress (which was a big deal) that I was able to experiment with new layouts, new designs. I learned a  bit of coding. I really loved it. I did the entire changeover, moving all my posts from Blogger to WordPress all by myself and believe me, I had no idea if it would work! But it did.

The blog has had many different looks in these 16 years, but this current look has been around the longest. At some point, I was happy with it and the need to change it melted away. WordPress has changed a lot, too, with a new block editor function. I happily said NO to that and I stuck with the ‘classic editor.’

I experimented more than once with trying to make this blog a big money maker. Wouldn’t that have been nice? But I finally realized that I would have had to fashion this blog into something it wasn’t. I would have had to stick to one thing – for example, decorating – and promote it constantly, trying to get sponsorships, thinking about keywords, and stats, and all the things I didn’t want to think about. Mockingbird Hill Cottage is about me and my life here in the Hudson Valley. I write from the heart. All that would have been lost if I’d gone the way of the ‘big’ bloggers. In the end, it just wasn’t me.

My dashboard tells me I have written 5,047 posts. It’s actually a bit more than that – I lost a few in the change to WordPress. Most likely around 5,055 or so. I’ve had 182,408 comments, but 50,572 of those are my responses to comments, something I couldn’t do with Blogger in those days, but could when I changed over to WP.

For the vast majority of these blogging years, I have blogged every day. I decided to cut back a bit last year – from 7 days a week to 4 days a week.

Of course, the best part of all of this has been you. Believe it or not, there are some readers from the very first days of this blog that are still with me. But mostly, there are some that have moved on, for whatever reason, some who have passed away, some that are newer readers. Just like in real life. I used to read a lot more blogs than I do now. And many of the blogs I read daily have disappeared, or haven’t been updated in years. Many now use Instagram as another form of blogging. (Though it isn’t a blog in any way, shape, or form.)

ANYWAY. I’m grateful you’re here. I’m grateful for the friends I have made here. Thank you.

But, honestly, I’m feeling that it’s more of a chore these days. I’ve said so much over these past 16 years. Whatever I wanted you to know about our life here, you know. (Believe me, I don’t share everything). I’m not coaching as much anymore – I have a strong feeling that my days of coaching are coming to an end, given my age and the changes in theater and budgets. I hope that is not the case. Just writing those few words brought tears to my eyes. As you know, both Don and I need to and want to work and there’s not much, if any, of that happening now. We can’t afford to travel these days. Our lives are more contained and more routine. In some ways, we really like that. But it doesn’t make for scintillating blog content. How many times can I say: Don went grocery shopping. Made a pie. I cleaned the bathroom, watered the plants, etc.?

Nothing is for sure, but I think this might be my last year of blogging. It costs me money to maintain this blog and my ads help with that. Nevertheless, there are a lot of moving parts, not the least of which is security for the blog, that take a chunk of money yearly. And more than that, I’m losing my appetite for it. I often feel that I’ve said all I can say.

I go back and forth on this issue. I would deeply miss all of you. I might feel rudderless without this blog. So: I don’t know yet, but I’m giving you a heads up. I’ve never worked at any job in my life for 16 years –  just this blog. It might be time to start winding down. But I will stay with it through this year. Who knows? I may stay with it even longer than that. I’ll know more as the year progresses.

Thank you, my friends. Thanks for being here. It means more than you can ever know.

Stay safe.

Happy Saturday.

 

Filed Under: anniversary, blog, blogging 65 Comments

A Little Story

February 16, 2024 at 8:37 am by Claudia

I think I’ve written about this once before, but here’s the story of my first Valentine from Don.

Sometime in late January of 1995, we ended up in Ocean Beach, the place where we met each other in July 1994. Even though we look as if we were in the water, we were standing on the sand. Unbeknownst to us, a photographer from the San Diego Union-Tribune was standing on the Ocean Beach Pier, taking pictures. He was working on an article with a Valentines Day Theme. We did not know that our picture was being taken. He approached us and asked whether we would consent to having it printed in the paper. After some thought, I vetoed the idea. This was still early on in our relationship, and I didn’t want everyone at the theater, as well as my students, talking about it. I think some of my students knew about us at this point, but we were working very hard to keep it private. I had visions of it being posted on a board at the theater and was uncomfortable with that.

Don asked the photographer if he could have a copy of the photo, but the company policy was that you only got a copy if you consented to let them print it. Ah, well.

Soon after that, I left for the annual audition tour, where we auditioned prospective students in NYC, Chicago, and San Francisco. I was away for about two weeks. While I was on the last leg of the tour in San Francisco, I came down with the flu and was terribly ill. I finally had to leave SF a day early because I couldn’t work and being ill in a hotel is the pits. Don picked me up at the airport. I think it was February 13th.

I was still quite ill on the following day, but Don came over to my apartment to wish me a Happy Valentines Day. I think he had some flowers for me and a few other treats. One of the packages contained this framed photo.

What???? How did you get this? How did this happen??

Well. Don can be very charming, as you know. And relentless, if necessary. He decided to contact the reporter and see if he just might change his mind. It took a while, but Don finally persuaded him that we would keep it secret, would not publicize it, that it was something we could keep private. The photographer made a copy of the photo and Don picked it up.

And he surprised me with it on Valentines Day.

What a sweetheart he was – and is.

Later in the day after I had written my post on Wednesday, my eyes landed on this photo. It’s on the bookshelf in the den. I dusted it, tried my best to take a picture without glare coming from all the windows in the den, and here it is for you today.

My first, and still the best, Valentines Day gift from my husband.

(I miss being that thin. Don is stunned by his hair.)

Time marches on.

Stay safe.

Happy Friday.

Filed Under: Don, valentine's day 30 Comments

The Big Snow Storm That Wasn’t

February 14, 2024 at 8:27 am by Claudia

On Monday night, the local weather guys (who are great) announced that, contrary to the original predictions, the storm was tracking much further south and our area of the Hudson Valley would not be getting the predicgted foot of snow, but more likely a few inches. It was a dramatic change in the forecast.

Don was disappointed. He loves the idea of a blizzard or a big storm. It’s the ‘event,’ the power of Mother Nature, the idea of being cozily ensconced in our cottage while snow swirls outside.

I was relieved. In the end, we got about 2 inches of snow and it looked very pretty outside. Don got to take a walk up in the woods in a magical snow covered world. He loved it. And he acknowledged that he was glad we didn’t get more. We dodged a bullet.

A photo from yesterday morning:

It was a wet snow, so it would have been a pain to shovel. We haven’t had to shovel at all, thank goodness. Today is very windy, as often happens in the aftermath of a storm.

Areas to the south of us, like NYC, got more snow than we did. Snow in NYC is always magical.

Per Don’s request, I made french toast yesterday as a special “watching the snow fall” treat. Yummy!

Oh, before I forget – or maybe I’ve said this already – Etsy made me a Seller of the Month for February, as well. But I’m running out of things I want to sell, so it may not continue next month.

In typical fashion, neither of us remembered that it’s Valentines Day today.

This hat was made by a woman who lives in NYC. I fell in love with this pattern – she calls it the Bubble hat. It arrived on Monday. Truly the best hat for Blythe yet. It fits her head shape perfectly. Also arriving in the same postal delivery, this little handmade bear. A friend of mine in England put it up for sale, when she realized that she already owned 3 of these little guys and didn’t need another one. He didn’t come with the boots; I put them on his furry mohair feet – an idea I stole from lots of little bear owners on my Blythe feed.

I named him Derek. Don’t ask me why, it just came to me.

You have to play with him a bit to get him to stand on his own, but it can be done.

Okay. Don and I just said Happy Valentines Day to each other. Since we say I love you several times a day, every day, we’re cool.

Stay safe.

Happy Wednesday.

 

Filed Under: Blythe dolls, snow 28 Comments

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