Sometimes when Maine and I get grumpy and complain a lot we have to be like “Ok, now say one nice thing” as if we are 6 years old and the teacher is making you give someone put ups.
So, here goes: It is the weekend and weekends are good, also big fat cat orange tummies are good even if he doesn’t really want you to touch it. Also I like the internet because it has good things in it, especially videos of puppies and kittens.
I tried writing this post earlier and then I got lost in a vortex of videos of baby elephants and dogs howling on Youtube. Then I went to the mall with Steph and her man friend James, and when I got home I remembered that it is Christmas time, which means I can definitely post this video again.
This has been on my mind for a bit. I follow a lot of blogs on my Google Reader. Maybe too many. I end up scrolling past a lot of things – it used to be that I didn’t have it in me to read them but I would look at the pictures, and now the pictures have to be really compelling to prevent me from pressing the next button. I am kind of overwhelmed by the internet.
But one thing I have definitely noticed is the amount of advertising – either subliminal or completely obvious – that has made it’s way onto personal blogs. I used to read blogs to get inspiration, to learn about other people, that kind of thing. And now all I see is how many things Modcloth/Blowfish/WeHeartColours/insertcompanynamehere has sent a particular blogger (note: I am not trying to call anyone out with this… Well, not the bloggers, but maybe the companies. I am on to you.).
I am 100% bored of outfit posts, and it’s not just because my blog will never be popular enough to get all the sponsors ever (besides, nothing that Modcloth sells would fit on my body so the point is kinda moot. [Moot is a good word.]). I just feel like the content that I used to go for is not there anymore. If I wanted to see what new dresses Modcloth had put out recently, I would go to their website. Ya know? (Guys I’m just going to say it: Modcloth makes me sad. It seems pretty expensive and I am not convinced it is worth it, so good on ya to those of you who are getting it for free.)
And I feel bad because… I want people to be able to live the dream. It is inspiring to me that there are people who do not have to go to an office and pretend to be nice to people for eight hours a day so they can pay their rent and eat food.
(This is where I go to be nice to people for money.)
I get that part of living the dream might be taking on sponsors and posting an outfit wearing the stuff they gave you, or raving about how awesome their product is or whatever. But it just makes me feel like… I am already being advertised to all the time. I don’t need to be advertised to when I am trying to read about the cool things people are making and doing.
So maybe I need to find new internet hang outs. What do you think? Have you noticed this too? Does it bum you out? Am I over-reacting? Also, when do I get the moon shoes?
I maybe already talked about this not that long ago. I can’t remember. Being nice to people for money all the time makes me forget most of my life.
Today Tremaine went for breakfast with some people so I got bored and made soup and decided to decorate the tree.
The soup was made of whatever I could find in the fridge. Onion, carrots, celery, rice, kale, tofurkey sausage, potatoes and half a tomato. Oh and peas! I think it weirded Tremaine out because he only ate like half a bowl but I thought it was delicious.
A few years ago I did the tree as if it was space and had planets but they have been destroyed by cats and I thought I would do something else this year. So I used the first ball of handspun I ever made as garland and then i tied yarn to some little button pins I made and turned them into ornaments.
Oh and I put a bow and disco ball on the top. It seemed appropriate. I also had some silver balls that were regular kind. I think it is funny that usually I am made of rainbow colour explosion but when it comes to the tree I prefer it to be more subdued. (Although my dream tree would be pink and I think I would make it so so so pink.)
We had some Halloween things still up and instead of, you know, being normal and packing them away, I knit a tiny hat and scarf for this skeleton instead. I like it.
This is my most favourite Christmas movie. I am watching it now but soon I will watch Dexter. Have a good night!
