Saturday, June 9, 2018

Hopping Through June or The Hopscotch Mambo

Life these days is like playing hopscotch.
You hop, you jump and then you 
have to spin around in the air 
and go back the other way.

That's how I felt last night as I discovered 
I had a dozen comments awaiting moderation.
I never received an email on any of them. 
You gals who know me well must have thought
WELL, isn't she gettin' all snooty 
not responding any longer, as you all know,
 I ANSWER EVERY SINGLE COMMENT.

Even after the Where Women Create issue 
and then the book came out and 
there were over 300 in one week,
I answered every one that had an email.
Don't know how I'll fix this?

I've been hoppin' I've been jumpin' through hoops to
get a sense of normalcy and they throw this at me,
and just when I had fallen back in love with IG.
In my absence they fixed it so you can tell exactly
where you left off, the posts are back
 in a chronological order
and all those extra ads are gone.

When the hell did that happen?
oh who cares, WHOOT for IG! 
There are some new things of which I
have not a single clue but I'll learn. 

SO here comes the hop.
I was having one of those late night 
conversations with a pal Thursday, when I mentioned 
some things that shocked her and even though we've
discussed "everything" under the sun, 
and been friends many years,
do we ever really know each other?

We're back to the pondering here folks.
So I'm pondering June and how many Junes
I've experienced and I drag out the appropriate 
photo box, because you all KNOW 
it is organized with a capital O.
Oh that's another topic my pal and I covered.
The big O  hehe

I spy these

clockwise in the month of June
Senior Picture 71 - Our yellow corvette and me circa 79
College Sorority Junior year  73

Then these:
June 1971
summer session Clarion State College PA
In front of our dorm there was this puddle...

Little did we know then, 
the girl with her right hand on her hip 
and on the far left in can-can became my SIL
I'm in the red football jersey

and finally 

Me in Seoul South Korea in June of 80,
visiting my first husband on his 12 month remote tour.
Didn't know that about me did ya?
Those green overalls caused an enormous stir,
as no one told me that pants, let alone green overalls,
were not appropriate.

This whole thing then made me ponder blogging
and the faces we present.
How honest do we expect others to be?
Are we honest with ourselves?

Many folks have abandoned it
for a quick fix of IG and although it has it's place,
I am missing the chats and emails 
that formed unexpected friendships, 
where we really got into the nitty gritty 
behind the blog posts.
There are some die hards like me
that never did it for the numbers, 
but as a mini journal of my life 
and all the Junes I've had these past 10 years.

Z






8 comments:

donna baker said...

I love seeing all the pics of yours and yet, I don't ruminate very often. I don't know anything about IG but guess everyone else does. June is a good month, but has gotten too hot for me during the day. I have finished the gardens though and just have to water, which I need to do before it gets too hot!

Linda @ A La Carte said...

I have read that Blogger is causing issues with notifications of comments. UGH! So now you have to go back and check your blog. I think they are trying to fix it. Ha Ha! Oh yes we don't really share all of ourselves and how could we really. But like you I didn't blog for the numbers but the friendships and a chronicle of my life. I'm very down today...it's by birthday and I usually love my birthday, but I'm getting old and it's getting harder. Life is just really hard right now.

Kit said...

LOL! I am one of the diehards. Don't care a whit for the numbers, my blog is my journal and I will continue till I croak. :) I have my regular folks (like yourself) who comment and I consider you my friends. Love your photos! So lovely. Back when senior pics were professional and not out in the woods....LOL You take care, L, Kit

Blondie's Journal said...

I've heard Blogger is having issues. I don't have the Comment Moderation thing. I think emails are very nice after I've commented on a blog, I prefer a visit instead. It can be time consuming, but its what keeps me blogging.

I avoided IG for a long time. I do like it now because I can use pictures without a story behind them. Young mothers are getting a ton of perks and free stuff for mentioning brands and testing out products. I'm happy for them, they need the money and can work from home.

I hope Blogger gets up and running soon. I've heard a lot of people complain about these issues. When you're looking for a little escape, its just another problem.

Jane xxx

Blondie's Journal said...

Oops, want to say I really enjoyed your pictures. I still see you in those sparkling eyes!

Lana said...

I’m going to TRY to send this off to your world because your blog is the ONLY ONE I still follow at all. I do look at Susan Branch once in awhile but yours is the one I look for when wanting to read that sisterhood thing. SB is good... love her artistic turn.. but yours is the one where 12:30 at night means the same thing from state to state.. and I know we still function with the same frustrations and joys.

Jill said...

I love the photos! And goodness, your eyes in your senior picture, gorgeous! And they are your daughter's eyes! First thing I thought was oh my goodness that's her daughter. (obviously from pictures posted here since I don't actually know your daughter, haha!) I love the blogging format too. I predict it will come back. But I also enjoy Instagram and did not know that they went back to chronological. Not sure I can tell that on my feed. I still get old posts up early in the feed.

Jacqueline @ HOME said...

What a brilliant post Z ...... I still love blogging and prefer it to all of the other social media sites ...... to me it is the modern form of pen friends ...... I made so many friends when I first started blogging but most of them have gone to Facebook, IG and Twitter which aren't as good if you ask me !!!
I love your photographs of the past ... I have many like that !!! XXXX