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February 16, 2015 by: Shell

Things I Shouldn’t Say

Because I know the response I’d get and I don’t want the argument or already realize the flip side to what I’m thinking. So I won’t go there. At least, not anywhere but here: 

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It’s so cold. We have a winter storm advisory going on with “record low temperatures” being tossed about. But while it’s cold for here and I’ll stay wrapped up in a blanket today, should I happen to actually say this one, someone somewhere with a ton of snow will simply post a pic of their ten feet of snow and they’ll win this round.

I wish 50 Shades would go away. I did in fact read the first book. It was so bad, that’s the book that made me discover that it was possible to return a Kindle book for a refund. If I analyze the relationship(not the sex, I don’t even want to go there), I think it’s pretty twisted and not something I’d want young adults to think was romantic. But it’s also not my particular brand of soapbox. Though it seems like(according to the bazillion different opinions I’ve read on it) everyone has an opinion about it.

I miss old school blogging. This one will just get me reminders that we have to roll with the changes and adapt. And I have. But sometimes I miss the days when we were all commenting like crazy and the way we found new blogs was because of other blogger’s recommendations or from a linky, instead of from a pin or a viral facebook post.

Valentine’s Day was lame. Not that we ever do much to celebrate, but having my husband gone because he was visiting a family member having a serious surgery really sucked all around. He wasn’t here, the surgery was scary and put awful thoughts in my head. I hated that he was gone(he should have been gone, not here with me during that time, but I can still hate that he was gone). I missed him. Yet, the surgery went well and my boys and I made a fun night of it, so  I know mine doesn’t look so lame in comparison to some others.

I’m so glad that’s not me. I found out that a friend from playgroup days who has a child my oldest’s age and another in between my two youngest is pregnant with her third. My gut reaction was that omg, I’m so glad that’s not me, I couldn’t have another. She’s happy and I’m happy for her. And oh, how I love to hold babies. I’ve just reached that point where I’m really and truly done having babies and can’t even imagine going back to that stage. Don’t worry, I didn’t say any variant of this anywhere near my friend or any of her friends. 

Do you have something you’d put on a list of things you shouldn’t say right now? 

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Comments

  1. Leiah says

    February 16, 2015 at 10:30 am

    Oh my gravy – have you been living in my head lately? It drives me crazy how many women think that FSOG is a love story. and I so miss the old days of blogging. I think I found you during the whole ‘Just Dance’ competitions with KMama. I know I sound like a ‘get off my lawn’ old man but why do things have to change? It was better back in our days. lol!

    As for babies – I’ll stick with loving on the grands, thank you very much!

    • Shell says

      February 16, 2015 at 11:42 am

      Definitely NOT a love story.

      Wow, that was a long time ago(an eternity in blog years). Funny how much things change.

      No grands for a long time here, but I have bitty nieces and nephews and that’s enough for me!

  2. Emmy says

    February 16, 2015 at 10:34 am

    Yes! I could have written so many of these same things! When I see people’s really cold pictures I always get so tempted to say oh it is 75 here today and sunny, but yeah don’t really need to say it. And yes will be so glad when 50 shades go away– a movie that made the actors even uncomfortable to act in and the relationship… I will admit I haven’t read it, but I have seen enough quotes, read enough things that it does not seem good at all.
    And you know how I feel about missing how blogging used to be too.

    • Shell says

      February 16, 2015 at 11:43 am

      It’s actually cold here this week… for here. But our “cold weather advisory” would make people up north laugh and say that’s a heatwave.

      I wanted to read 50 Shades just to have an informed opinion, but it was difficult to even get through the first one. That was more than enough for me.

      I know you feel me on blogging!

  3. Natalie says

    February 16, 2015 at 10:39 am

    Those books were poorly written…and she was SO WHINY. UGH I read them all but I didn’t think the writing was good at all.
    Yep it’s cold here for the whole week…I seriously hate winter. I do miss Old School Blogging…can’t believe I’m on 4 years over here soon, and it’s changed so much!

    • Shell says

      February 16, 2015 at 11:44 am

      One book was more than enough for me. I just couldn’t get into it at all.

      We have cold weather advisories for the next few days but it’s nothing compared to those up north!

      We’ve known each other forever in blog years. xo

  4. Ash says

    February 16, 2015 at 11:26 am

    Yes, yes, yes, yes and totally yes to Old School blogging – it would be like getting the band back together 🙂

    XO

    • Shell says

      February 16, 2015 at 11:45 am

      Wouldn’t it be awesome! I was looking at an old post for something the other day… and wow, all the comments and conversation. That’s what made me fall in love with blogging. I don’t think I would have felt that same way about it if I’d been starting out now, when things are so different.

  5. Rach says

    February 16, 2015 at 12:20 pm

    I think you may have been living in my head lately!

    Old school blogging. I miss it. I also want to scream just because you can have a social media account doesn’t meant you should get one!

    I feel you on the babies! I am done, and we have been done. I just feel like everyone is having a baby right now. So I feel like the odd kid out right now. Like “hey, I turn thirty in two weeks and I’m the only one not having a kid. I’ll just be over here drinking my wine alone!” 🙂

    • Shell says

      February 17, 2015 at 4:26 pm

      Not everyone should be on all platforms of social media, that’s for sure!

      You are still a youngin’. 😉

  6. BusyWorkingMama says

    February 16, 2015 at 12:51 pm

    I wish 50 Shades would go away, too. I don’t want my daughter ever exposed to something like that, in print or real life!

    • Shell says

      February 17, 2015 at 4:26 pm

      I’m hoping that after this first round of reviews, it disappears!

  7. Julia says

    February 16, 2015 at 1:35 pm

    All of this. Especially the old school blogging, I miss it. I miss the conversation, I miss the stories. And don’t get me started on 50, I couldn’t even get through the book.

    • Shell says

      February 17, 2015 at 4:27 pm

      Old school blogging was awesome. I really don’t know if I would have stuck with blogging if I hadn’t had that experience to start with. 50 was so terribly written.

  8. John (Daddy Runs a Lot) says

    February 16, 2015 at 1:40 pm

    I miss old-school blogging, as well . . . I’m thinking about finding old prompts & just filling them out, in present day, just to see if I can bring things back 🙂

    • Sisters From Another Mister says

      February 16, 2015 at 7:54 pm

      count me in ….

      • Shell says

        February 17, 2015 at 4:27 pm

        That sounds like a good idea!

  9. Carolyn says

    February 16, 2015 at 6:37 pm

    I miss old school blogging. I miss blogging in general, I need to come back to it!
    And 50 Shades, I wish all the talk about it would disappear.

    • Shell says

      February 17, 2015 at 4:28 pm

      You do need to! 🙂 I’m hoping 50 has about run its course and we don’t have to hear about it any more!

  10. Sisters From Another Mister says

    February 16, 2015 at 7:56 pm

    Old bloggers .. that would be me ….
    and just heart you all of the way.
    Also, received a text from a ‘guy’ today in regards to me watching 50 shades and then coming over.
    ewwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww

    • Shell says

      February 17, 2015 at 4:28 pm

      Ewwwwwwww is right! What on earth would make him think that was a good idea? Sigh.

  11. Alison says

    February 17, 2015 at 8:40 am

    I tweeted the other day – I am 50 shades of I don’t give a sh*t. 🙂

    • Shell says

      February 17, 2015 at 4:29 pm

      Genius! I’m with you.

  12. Jenn says

    February 17, 2015 at 9:58 am

    Having stopped bogging for a while and now starting back up, I definitely miss the old days. I can’t believe how many page views I get without one single comment. I don’t get it! I really enjoyed the community of blogging ‘back in the day’ … also I just told Husband how glad I am that we have a few friends who haven’t had babies yet. When they do, we can hold them, love on them, and send them home. This shop is closed. 🙂

    • Shell says

      February 17, 2015 at 4:29 pm

      The changes are crazy, aren’t they?

      I do love holding others’ babies. So sweet… and then back they go, and I can get a full night’s sleep!

  13. Pam says

    February 17, 2015 at 12:23 pm

    Yes, I took about a 5 month “leave of absence,” and I’m amazed at the changes in blogging, even since I’ve been gone. I miss the SITS roll call! But I’m finding my way back. I do miss old school blogging. P.S. It’s COLD here too, and I hate it so much.

    • Shell says

      February 17, 2015 at 4:30 pm

      SITS roll call! That was awesome. I found so many bloggers that way!

Welcome to Things I Can't Say: Tips and Tales from an Introverted Mom. I'm Shell. Boy mom, beach girl, bookworm, ball games, baker, brand ambassador, Thinking yoga, food, and travel should start with "b," too. Finding the easiest way to do some things while overthinking so many others. Read More…

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