Post # 100, in which the blog becomes aware of itself…

10 03 2009

That’s right, this is Domestic Blister’s 100th post. And to commemorate this momentous milestone, I’d like to take a moment to thank you, my dear readers, for supporting this ego maniacal rant-fest. For hanging on my every swear word. For putting up with all my bitching and blustering and talk about the barfies. For being just as confused as I have been at times, not knowing whether to laugh or cry at the experiences that have shaped the Blister family. Thank you. I am a better writer and a better mother because of you.

That’s why I started this blog in the first place. I did not want this to be a shiny happy mommy blog about the cute shit my kids say, and how perfect my life is, although there are shades of that here. I also did not want it to be a snide, cynical pity party about how hard it is to walk in my shoes with such big, clumsy, blister prone feet. But there are shades of that here too. Really, I just wanted a place to blab about nothing. Or something. Or everything. I honestly didn’t even think anybody would actually read this, let alone keep reading it for nearly a year. But I’m glad you did.

Now, here’s the part where I take my readers ever so gently by the hand, lead them to a beautiful, flower-filled meadow whilst whispering soothing words of love and gratitude in their ears, and then turn around and thwack them in the heads with a ten-pound bag of yukon gold potatoes that I’ve been hiding behind my back the entire time: I’m afraid that this, the 100th post on Domestic Blister, will be the last. You saw that coming, right? You’ve all seen how slack I’ve been lately. And with good reason. I’ve been rolling the thought of quitting this blog around in my mind for quite some time, but I just wasn’t sure how or when or why to do it. Rest assured, dear reader, it’s not you. It’s me. Like I said, I started this blog to challenge myself. To become a better mother and a better writer. I think I’ve done that. God knows I’ve felt challenged by the emptiness of my screen and the fullness of my mind every single time I sat down to hack out a post. But over the last few months,  I feel like I’ve been losing ground. I’ve been writing just for the sake of getting something, anything,  up on this blog. And those are hours that I now feel like I should be spending with my kids. Or, quite frankly, if I’m going to be glued to the computer for three hours at a time, I should be writing something that pays the bills. A writer can not live on love alone.

I’m not ruling out the possibility that I’ll pick this thing up again someday. That this may not be good-bye, but rather a see-ya-later. I don’t know. I’ll ask my tarot cards, since they seem to be so goddamn smart these days. But I do know that for now, my heart and my head and my efforts  need to be more focused on other things in my life. Things that will help establish me as a writer, and put some money in my pocket. Things that need help learning to walk.  Things that want to learn to bake fancy cheesecakes. Things that say cute shit like “Damn, we haven’t had pickles for a snack in a long time!”

Again, thank you for reading and responding and relating to my life and my family. It’s been a slice. May you all find your own personal path to bliss, domestic or otherwise. May you travel that road with a wellspring of strength, and a weakness for laughter. And may you always, always have a band-aid handy. Just in case you get blisters.




11 responses

10 03 2009
Wilda MacDonald

Thanks for the past year Amy, I hope that when your girls are all grown up they will be get to read every one of these blogs and they will say, ‘Holy shit what a woman our Mother is, how lucky are we’
Hopefully we haven’t heard the last from you.
Love, Wilda

10 03 2009

Thank-you for atleast 100 laughs,You will be missed.!!

10 03 2009
Teaching Kids Yoga

Amy – I’ve really enjoyed your writing and wit. I can totally relate to what you say about the time it takes to keep up with blogging. Not only writing – but reading other blogs too – it all takes precious time away from something else.

I know there’s a movement towards slow blogging, posting once a week/month/season – whatever you want to take the pressure off.

But if enough is enough – I get it!

Many happy returns to you and your family!

– Aruna

10 03 2009

The blog will be missed, it just means I have to call even more now to get my fill of the blisterdome adventures. xoxox gnite kisses to my munchkins

12 03 2009

Have you ever seen Misery?

12 03 2009

I will be sad to remove Domestic Blister from my Favourites list, but understand why. Thanks for sharing the ups and downs!

15 03 2009

…Thanks for all the laughs!! I have been an avid reader…ever since my friend Trish sent me the link… I wish you all the best in your future–thanks for your quick wit and wonderful stories and sharing from the heart about your experiences!!

you have inspired me to blog about my new adventures up north in Nunavut!!


19 03 2009

You will be missed by many a mom who love to here your veiws. But better things are to come your way, and you will join us again to let us know how things work out for you and your family. Take care .It was a BLAST.xoxo.

23 03 2009

sniff, sniff, I will read the old posts with love, and like you have so many things unfolding, but hope you will regain your need for blog as we all have a need for a reality check, even if it isn’t ours, love your stuff baby

27 03 2009

Ahhhh…that is not fair you are a big meany face….You are my laugh and a half when my life seems out of control I read your posts and realize how good I have it!!Keep well and maybe post once and a while just for fun when you get 10 minutes which according to previous post means bye bye Blister family I will miss your antics….:(

3 04 2009

Good-bye dearest blister. Thank G-d for Facebook!

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