21 Signs You're in Lurve

Take a squizz at how blatantly obvious being "in love" can be

1. You find yourself sending a blank message by "accident" to start up a conversation.  Any excuse will do.

2. Although you're in a huge hurry to get to work, you walk really slowly when you're with them.

3. Your iPod is filled with Justin Bieber (aka their favourite singer).

4. You might be guilty of reading texts from them over and over again.

5. You add an extra smear of lipgloss at the end of the day because you know you'll see him in gym class.  You check out your hair in the mirror every five minutes just in case he pops in for a visit or bump into him at the shops.

6. You double take anyone who wears their cologne or perfume.

7. You agnoise over how long it should take before you reply to their Facebook messages.

9. You feel like they just "get" you.

10.  They're on your mind while you're reading this.  In fact you were so busy thinking about your lurve that you didn't realise No. 8 is missing.

11.  Suddenly you can relate every lyric of every love song to how you feel.

12.  When you're on the phone and it's time to hang up you think of something else to say just so you can talk a minute or two long.  You hang up, no,  you hang up!

13.  They're ALL you think about.

14.  You make a special effort to make sure their friends love you - not like, love.

15.  Your conversation with your pals revolves entirely around them. 

16.  You catch them staring at you.

17.  You just don't care about other guys or girls anymore, just him or her. Awwww

18.  You laugh at all their daft jokes - even though half of them are as funny as watching Wimbledon.  Oh the fucking hilarity!

19.  You strategically position yourself between him or her and any girl or boy who talks to them.

20.  You can't wipe the huge stoopid grin off yer face when you see a text from them.

21.  You check their Facebook page about 12 times a day - maybe 13.

So is it lurve with you?

The Glamourus Day of a Blogger

• You use your precious holidays and savings to go to BlogWorld instead of going on a beach holiday.
• You check your Google Analytics everyday.
• You cry when you lose an RSS subscriber.
• You get pissed off when someone unfollows you on Twitter.
• You go into depression when your article gets rejected from a Carnival.
• You tweet about how much you hate your hosting company.
• You threaten in your tweets how you will cut off your hosting company.
• You change your hosting company and then months later start tweeting how much you hate your new hosting company.
• You have registered more than 5 URL domains and dream that one day someone will pay you big bucks for them.
• You tweet about how many subscribers you have and ask your audience to help get more, more, more!
• You've seen the move Social Network at least five times.
• You throw yourself a party when you hit 100 subscribers.
• You tell your parents and friends to comment regularly because you’re concerned about nobody saying anything.
• You spend more time blogging than kissing your husband.
• You constantly use the term “A-listers” when describing your experiences with other bloggers.
• You blog about blogging so you can comment on Blogger more about blogging with your blogging buddies.
• You are a Social Media Consultant, slash Expert.
• You started a blogging network.
• Your blog is a part of a blogging network.
• You change your Gravitar every quarter and of course you like the movie Avatar.
• You constantly tweak your blog with this and that design while nobody notices any changes.
• You need to buy new underwear because you're too busy blogging.
• You fantasise about meeting up with other bloggers more than anybody else.
• You’d rather have 1000 more subscribers than a six pack abs and a hot boyfriend.
• You’d rather have 10 000 Twitter followers than a big fat salary.
• You’ve paid hundreds and maybe thousands of dollars on on-line products on how to make money on-line and build a better blog.
• You have a man/woman cave with high-speed internet connection.
• You take your laptop to the loo to have a number two.
• You kick arse at finger wrestling competitions because you type so much.
• You print out eBooks from work so you can read them at the pool, on the beach, or on the bus to and from work.
• Your favorite book is “How To Make Money Blogging.”
• You'd give up your job to blog full time.
• You have chronic back pain or headaches because you're forever hunched over your computer.
• You refer to yourself in the third person on your blog and write that you are the VP of Marketing in your bio.
• You print blogging business cards with button logo and call yourself a ridiculously long pathetic title like, “Founder, Editor in Chief and Head Features Writer.”
• You can’t stop thinking about the strategic scheduling of posts.
• You have a backlog of over 50 draft posts with little to nothing written.
• You Tweet while in meetings at work.
• You moderate comments while in meetings at work.
• You ask your wife, husband, girlfriend, or boyfriend to proof read your posts and type up some ideas during long road trips while you are driving.
• You listen to podcasts on blogging and earning money on-line instead of latest chart hits.
• You can crush peanuts with your butt cheeks because they’ve become rock hard and calloused due to sitting too much.
• You can start your own mini-bookstore thanks to all the books that are sent your way by PR folks who want you to highlight their authors.
• You join the minimalist movement because that’s what’s trending at the moment… also because you have too many books.
• You then start the maximalist movement because you realise it’s no longer cool to be a minimalist since everybody is doing it.
• You can’t get a mortgage because of the unpredictability of your blogging income, so you buy an RV instead and meet your followers.
• You tweet your whereabouts on FourSquare and hoping other blogging addicts are around so you can do a tweet-up at Comic Con.
• You go to your optometrist and she pulls out the biggest “E, D, F, G” vision card and all you see are hopefully post comments.
• You have a Tweet Meme button and a Share Everything plug-in just in case people can’t see the Tweet Meme button.
• You sometimes have nightmares of accidentally hitting the publish button instead of the save button.
• Your dreams all full of your blogpost going viral.
• You refer to yourself as your Blog name rather than your real name.

Read it....Or Not!

I started this blog nearly three years ago.

I began blogging to share my photos with overseas family and to keep them up to date with our lives, where we’d been and what we were up to.  It was a great way to share without being on the phone or email for long amounts of time.  My Boerewors’ brother was overseas and greatly appreciated the regular updates, all my family in Scotland could go log on and see pictures of how the girls were growing and the fun stuff we’d done together and the interesting places we’d visited. 

This journey of blogging has been an awesome experience and is forever changing.

Not only have I enjoyed posting but writing it has become quite a therapy for me.  I have enjoyed the creativity of moulding my wee blog.  And in all honestly, it has been through my blog that I have found my love for expressing myself.  It may not always been grammatically correct and my spelling can often be atrocious.  I guess my brain thinks too fast for my fingers and I want to get “it down” before it escapes my head.

Writing and posting on my blog for all the world to see is liberating and sometimes scary.  Scary because you never know who you are going to attract or offend.  I’ve come to the conclusion that if you don’t like it – don’t read it.  Since this is been all about what tickles me and what I find interesting and funny.  And, who knows, I may entertain a few people along the way. 

It has been doing this that I have found who I really am, what I really love doing, what is important to me and how I want to strive to hold on to those things. 

I realise now why I’m continuing to blog. 

Not only have I “met” some fabulous and interesting people along the way, but I have become open to finding out what makes other people passionate.  In turn, it has revealed things about my that I never knew and didn’t explore.

I may divulge too much information sometimes, I may swear far too much, I expose details and open my mouth and let my lips flap.  That’s me.  I’m a blabbermouth and sometimes I don’t know when to shut up.  I unlock my jaw and out it comes!

Read it – or don’t. I will continue flapping my lips and letting my voice be heard because in the nearly three years I have been blogging, I've never once wondered "what on earth shall I post today".

That’s the way I roll.