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October 16, 2006

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Deidre Aufiero

I feel as though I shouldn't comment because then you'll know you're ignoring me....

But I can't help it because, well, you've just described MY mother, and I must thank you for explaining why she hasn't answered my calls today.

dodo

can't wait to see the fruits of your latest labours. Your determination not to compromise on the quality of your realtionship with your son is like a beacon to me right now. Wish I lived round the corner so I could bring a flask of cocoa and disappear the kidlet for an hour.

Cry if you want. Feel guilty if you must. But don't foget for a minute, through the kleenex and the hairshirt, that you ROCK!

(and also. really? they slice bread??!!)

mayberry

Come by when you can, don't when you can't--no harm done! I know it's hard. I've just come off of a busy couple of weeks and have been feeling both sad and guilty about missing out on my usual visits around the blogosphere.

If you're writing, even if only occasionally, I'll be reading; good luck with the shop.

qt

Hey deb? You know how sometimes you really need someone in your life for support -like during a breakup for instance - and that person doesn't need to be the smartest, funniest, prettiest or BEST at anything - just a companion that you know totally understands you? Every comment doesn't have to be a mini-masterpiece. Sometimes you just need to show someone you are there for them without being "on".

Also, I don't understand your mom at all. My mom gets limited to how many times she can see my sister's kids (said sister is a little nuts). I don't want to harsh all over one of your family members, but Christ on the cross, volunteering to do something is different from a paid job.

I feel for you baby, I do, but release some of the pressure you are putting on yourself to be PERFECT at EVERYTHING and concentrate it on 1)kidlet 2)webshop for now -it will be ok, I promise! Everyone will understand.

toyfoto

The church of what's happening now always frosts me. I mean, really. This whole unless-you-proclaim-JC-as-your-savior
you-will-burn-in-hell thing really doesn't sound terribly Christian to me. But how would I know, I'm a heathen. Best of luck, and no worries. You'll still have loyal readers for whatever you have to say.

Ruth Dynamite

Do what you must, Queen Debbie, and know that I, for one, will be here to scarf down any scraps you're willing to throw.

I bid you adieu, for now. Hasta luego, amiga. Ciao.

(weep sob)

You just let me know when you're ready for that dirty Sapphire you-know-what, OK?

dodo

chuckling again.

that was an extra 535 words (and yes, I did cur and paste them into word to count them) you just blogged.

you're such a tease!

dodo

cur?? cur????

cut.

I cut and paste(d).

darn.

Marmite Breath

Deb, you gotta do what you gotta do, my girl. We'll be here whenever!

Mommy off the Record

This was a great post - I loved it because I am feeling the exact same way right now about blogging and about commenting and the whole thing, only could never have said it so eloquently. I don't feel that I neglect the kid due to blogging but I do feel that I neglect just about everything else (husband, bills, household chores, personal hygeine - OK maybe not that last one). Point is that lately I've just wanted to do other stuff - like read or watch a movie or WHATEVER and not blog, but then I feel the GUILT, the guilt which says "you must go comment on everyone who just commented on your blog and you must go now b/c you're already three days late and they're going to think you're a bitch for ignoring them." And then I read Elizabeth's post the other day at Table of Five and I feel even MORE guilt b/c I hadn't been to visit her in a while, even though I'm sure she wasn't talking about me, but still. And the thing is that I WANT to go read and find out what's happening and say "hi" to all my blogging friends, but like you said I also really WANT to do other stuff with my life than just BLOG and at this point I feel like BLOGGING is taking up a LOT of my time...too much.

So, this is the long way to say I understand. I'm kinda getting up the courage to do something similar. Not quite there yet, but getting there...

bubandpie

To me the essence of friendship, these days, is to let that rope stretch and stretch and stretch, almost to the breaking point, and trust that, at least some of the time, it's going to snap back into shape the very next time we go out for coffee.

The maintenance I put into my real-life friendships these days is so minimal because I'm so FREAKING TIRED all the time. But that doesn't mean those friendships are less essential. But we're all in a bit of a holding pattern, these years. You're allowed to be too.

Nancy

I am feeling this way too. But wow, you said it perfectly. Mama Tulip's exit stage left just made me really think about lots of different options for me and the old blog. Mostly I've kept it up to maintain the friendships, as you said. But I'm thinking hard these days about it.

p.s., you're still a friend and an amazing writer and I am grateful for whatever you give in the way of posting/visiting/commenting. And understanding when you can't do those things.

jen

ahhhh...my sweet.

i feel like crying too - but from the heartfelt care in which you wrote. you might feel like you need to break up with us in order to protect us, but I imagine some of us will take that with a grain of aalt, because you being courageous and authentic and real is exactly what draws us.

And it doesn't have to be all the time, or even very often, as long as it's real and serves you and what you need.

And I, for one, will keep checking back in on you. And my place stays open late, so if you ever are in the neighborhood, I'll leave the light on.
xo

Suz

I've just been reading your blog for a few months and, as far I know, I don't think that you've been to mine. But, you know, that's okay. I think that things can get a little crazy in the blogosphere around this issue. I won't pretend that I don't love my comments - every single one of them - but I read you because I enjoy hearing your thoughts and the way you express them. Not out of any obligation and, I will happy to continue reading whenever you have time to post.

mamatulip

You know I know what you mean. And you know where I am if you wanna vent.

raquita

I don't leave comment for exactly this reason - I don't want people to feel obligated to come by and visit me - you do what you have to do! and try out a blog reader like google, it saves me time in keeping up with everyone I want to - and when I see something - like this - that I must commnet on - I can.

we are proud of you!
we like you!

Raquita

Kristen

My commenting has dropped. And I'm sure it's affected my hits. I'm certainly not at the status where people just read and don't expect me to come back. I'm sure most people think I should and quite frankly, I still feel like I should too.

I read my regulars, comment when I feel led, and then go on.

I'm sure people are offended by it - I don't click through on all my comments like I did, and I don't leave comments for everyone on my list... but that doesn't mean I'm not reading or taking it in.

And I hope that people know that. To take offense... well, it's blogs.

Plain and simple.

I was going to write an I'm sorry post too... But maybe I'll just send people here.

:)

Mrs. Chicky

What we don't need in our lives is more stress, so if the blog has to slide then let it slide my dear. No stress, no worries, we'll still love you in the morning. I can't say I won't miss seeing you around as much but true love means letting go and... Gak. I can't go on with that mushy shit. I love ya and I'll miss ya but I understand and I raise my glass of cabarnet to you with the hope you won't be a stranger for long.

Mignon

A few things,

First, thank you for saying detritus. That's my favorite word.

Second, thank you for referencing Detachable Penis. That's my 4th favortie song. At this moment. But it may soon be replaced by something by Cake. I feel Cake-y.

Third, this may be a shit suggestion, but I was thinking about doing it myself: perhaps you could turn the comments off for a little while so that you don't feel guilty about reciprocating comments and that you can write whenever and however much you want and just take it for granted we're all still reading. Then, when life settles down, come around and say hi to all your old buds and turn your comments back on and open up for business again. Hmm?

Kristen

I think it's kind of a cyclical blogging conundrum, this feeling of high pressure to post and comment and post and comment and post and comment. Eventually something has to give. I've found over the months that when I *do* take breaks from posting as often or commenting as thoroughly, the internet is still there, ready and waiting, when I come back. Most of the old friends, and some new ones who straggle in along the way.

Good luck with the new site, and I can't wait to hear how it goes.

And don't let yourself feel the guilt, Deb. Change is painful, but this particular change doesn't have to be, really.

borneochica

Well, bummer, dude, about you taking a break and all because it appears we have the exact. same. mother and I was hoping to find out how that happened, what with me being born in a whole nother (yes, I know, that's so grammatically incorrect) country and all. And also with our mother being such a fine upstanding Christian, who would never ho around and make her some bastard babies. Or use the words "ho" and "bastard." But it's all good, because now I can comment (for the first time!) without even worrying that I'm being ignored or anything when you don't come immediately skipping to my blog to discover my own font of peachy smoothness. Oh wait, this should be about you, right?

Okay, so. Good luck with your enterprises and with keeping Pandora's box hermetically sealed. We totally owe you for that one. Which will make up for any silences we must endure.

Heather

Take all the time you need for yourself and your family. They must come first. We'll all be here waiting for you! Please don't feel any guilt. We all have lives that we have to juggle and we all completely understand.

You rock, girl! Take care of yourself!

Lotta

Come back here missy! You're not getting away that easy!

Catherine

Oh, Sweet Deb, I'm glad you were able to say what so many of us think/feel/lose sleep over. But how could we ever abandon you, someone as sincere as Linus in his pumpkin patch?! I do feel an obligation to visit the people who were kind enough to visit me. But I also feel like I'm doing them a disservice if that's the ONLY reason I'm there. In other words, I come here when time allows because I adore you. The end.

Feral Mom

Family comes first. That being said, I can't wait until my girls are old enough to comment on my blog. Just kidding...sort of. Dude, take family time and don't worry about the blogosphere. It may be fickle, but that works to your advantage...it will always take you back, when you gots more time to burn. And someday you will. In the meantime, don't worry about the goddamn internets. Be well, be happy, enjoy your little one. (And let's put your mom and my mom in the ring some time, just to see what happens...)

jozet

Oh now stop! You! What, you think we don't understand? Psssshhhht. Honey, I'm amazed that anyone with a toddler keeps a blog. Really. Post when you can...I'll keep checking in. And comment, schmomment. Of course we all like them, but we all have sitemeters, right? I can see that some people read my blog. I can even see that some people come to my blog for reasons other than a Google hit on "mommmy bad lace underthings". ;-)

Do what you need to, post when you can.

BUT you need to PROMISE me that if you put up one of those stuffed bunnies with the monster in the tummy on your store website, you will email me IMMEDIATELY. I MUST have one of those for wee Johnny Joe. Seriously.

smooches, you!

Jenny

You need to lay off of yourself because you're effectively yelling at one of my best friends, you. Who cares if you don't have time to visit right now? I mean, everyone CARES because they adore you but they also know that we all get distracted with real life. Hence the reason why I think I'm delinquent on my last email to you. There shouldn't be guilt involved in friendships. Even if you never commented again I'd still be here. So lay off my Debbie and let her enjoy her life a little, okay? She deserves it.

Mom101

I wish I could reprint this on my blog and sign my name but...you know. Plagiarism and all.

Downsizing is good. It is right and you know it. So that's what you will do. Your first obligation is to your family and anyone with her own family (and blog) who doesn't understand that isn't really a friend to begin with.

If you do manage to catch up on life however, and want to balance my checkbook for me... just sayin'.

marcie

Love you. Love your blog. Will be here when you come back.
((hugs))

Girl con Queso

First of all, incredible post as always. I love the description of the church cooking and doings and goings on. So spot on. When are you going to write a book? Oh yeah, you're not taking new things on. Oh well. Eventually. Secondly, I think most of us totally get it and relate. And I think we all give you the high-five-Oprah-you-go-girl for taking care of that little man and putting him first. Best decision you can make. And I love how well you explained this. I pray none of us turn blogging into our prayer conference.

Nancy

Don't feel guilty ... I read your blog all the time and I think this is the first time I'm leaving a comment :)

I think Misha's post affected all of us ... I had a similiar post last night - the conflict between being an independent individual and a mother and a wife. I don't think there is one right answer - we all just have to do what works for each of us.

No reason for guilt ... We ALL understand

Andrea

I'm going to say what you said not to: I like to come here and read your stuff because I LIKE TO. I relate to you. But I don't expect anything in return. I'm glad you're sharing what you can when you can. Your comments? They're awesome, not because of their perfection (and I agree with the previous commenter that you don't always have to be "on" when leaving a comment) but becuase they're you. But you wouldn't be you with out living your life. Blogging isn't everything, and you hit the nail on the head with the family first jewel. And I will still be your friend no matter what. You said yourself that slowing down on the blogging is going to hurt because you think of your blog friends as the people who understand the leg tugs and fears and the funnies. So know that we understand this as well. Because we've all been in that boat at one time or another.

I defy you by saying I love you anyway, comments on my site or not. :)

Her Bad Mother

You do what you gotta do. I've downsized (portioning out my visits, only posting when the muse visits, refraining from commenting) even though I didn't announce it, and I feel crazy guilty sometimes, but it's necessary for my sanity.

I'll still be out here, lovin' you. We all will.

Deb

I felt left out, so jumping in :)

No one ever comments on my blog anyways, LOL Clearly I am not working the guilt angle, b/c I know people are reading it!!

I however, read you daily and while I will miss reading your stream of conciousness beatificiness (I MADE IT UP OK...say it, it feels GREAT) and as a mama of 4, of course I get it. Off you go, play with your kids and clean if you must. Hey, maybe we can meet IRL instead! I mean that in a very nonstalker like way.

hugs to you fellow GoddessMamaDeboftheCOOLESTname.

wordgirl

Do you hear that noise? It's the wind whistling around the lonely ghost town that is Blogville these days. Everyone's leaving, downsizing, fading away, moving, gestating...

Why can't the people I don't care about be the ones to leave? Why? Why? Why? I'll miss you.

Kristin

It's cyclical... we're all blogging like mad, we're all cooling off...

We'll be here when you are and we understand...this should be the last thing that is an obligation...

But, I'll miss you.

Sarah, Goon Squad Sarah

Seriously.

Blog whenever you feel like it. You don't owe us anything.

We'll be here when you are ready.

jennster

i miss you already. but i totally understand and think that LIFE and how we live it, needs to be balanced. and when blogging starts to feel like another job, or work, or makes us feel "pressured" then something's wrong. you know? we'll be here when you blog. and we'll be waiting while you don't. :)

misha

I've come back here three times to comment and I still can't. I ditto your comment to me almost verbatim.

There is so much more to this blogging world than words. It *is* like a neighbour next door (over the fence) moving away....Can you write a book instead and then you can kinda be a permanent friend in my house? You know I think you are gifted - please just know that. I'll miss you.

[Insert your comment to me here again. ]

misha

And btw, in the hopes that this is anonymous amongst people who know me in real-time, I cried reading about your mom. We have so much we could talk about over coffee...are you coming to the Seattle area any time soon?

Sarah

there's ETIQUETTE?? where have I been? I guess I'm seriously new to this blogging bloggy blogosphere.

Hey, I said I hoped you wouldn't find my blog again and read what I wrote. I, like many others here, love to read what you write and expect nothing in return. For that matter, I thank you for having something, ANYTHING, here worth reading. You DO obsess. Geesh. Go play with your damn kidlet and stop feeling guilty about that, mm-kay? Oh, God, I feel a Kevin Costner movie quote kinda thingy coming - anyone else hear that??? If she writes it, we will come.... DAMN, I could not resist! :) Kids, why do we love them so stinkin' much? Why are they so freakin' cute? Why are we so determined not to mess them up? They'll be blogging about how screwed up we are someday. HA! Hey, Deb, chill out mama - it's all good. Surrender and relax into your life. You're not a squished Twinkie that easily.

ortizzle

I think Mignon may have the perfect solution. Turn off the comments for a while. Put 'em on once a month, or whenever. Write when you can. There comes a time when you have to prioritize and (sorry for the cliché), "sieze the day." Even if you had back-up from your Mom, it would probably still be difficult. So just get on with your projects and your family life. You can pick up the threads when everything else is in balance. :-))

Shelly Franz

Hugssssssss...well, trite though it may be, and better said, please know that real life takes precedence over blog life, and that most of us WILL be here when you have time to peek in at our bloglives. You don't owe anyone anything here, girl, we like your writing, so we read, and the comment feature lets us let you know that we enjoyed it. That doesn't obligate you to visit our sites and say nice things in return, hon. It really doesn't. Take it easy, Deb, and realize that you have one less thing to worry about - and enjoy the relief of that.

Sunshine Scribe

Get out of my head. You are freakin me out woman. I totally drafted this post exactly right after I decided to stay. Well not exactly 'cause I am not nearly as eloquent. But about all the guilt and the one sidedness I'd cause in the blog friendships I've grown to really value and about down sizing. Then I chickened out. But still there is the guilt and the sadness and I still struggle to balance it and cut back even more. I am right there with you girl.

fizzle

ok, apparently i'm about to write you a missive. brought on by what? i'm not sure. i mean, i read you and infrequently comment, but you move me, girl. thus, it's my "ode" to you.

i imagine that you and i -- if the opportunity ever became available and the hours in the day where you weren't chasing a kidlet-- could sit down to a cup of coffee and have that turn in to dinner, then drinks. all the while the talk would be of making sense of shit. the big, the small, the inconsequential. the world, the blogs, the kids, the moms, the hurt, your fear of change, my refusal to stay the same. oh, and project runway. (and shoes, always shoes).

it would be a phenomenal conversation. i think this because the way you write taps in to the way i think. yeah, we're different enough, but it's rare to find someone who thinks about things the same way you do. mebbe a lot of people would bow out when we hit the meaning of life questions (not knowing we were headed right back in to discussing facial washes), but it'd be dope, deep and cool.

what's my point here? that you bring a lot to the table, BUT!

don't feel guilty. yes, you'll be missed. but a woman's gotta do what she's gotta do to have her son call her when he's 20 and throwing up in the bushes after a night out with friends. oh, am i spooking you about the future? family first, your priorities first.

i feel your need, girl, to take a break. it's all or nothing. there's plenty of room for you to come in and out and still have a captive, supportive audience...rss feeds are simple enough for us to know when you're a writin'....

you don't have to say good bye to people if you're not keeping a blog. (just in case you find emailing useful, you have mine!, use it!) you'll be missed, yes, but we'll still be around.

Paula

Deep breath, girlfriend. Don't make me get Marxist on your ass. Ok, I will anyway.

"From each, according to his ability; to each, according to his need."

I'll be checking in on you, and will be happy knowing you are doing the work you need and want to do.

Big Hug.

penelopeto

dude, blogging should be fun, a release, a hobby. not a guilt-trip. you have your mother for that.
see you when we see you - and that is just fine.

Pattie

Don't sweat it.....

I TOTALLY can relate. Do what you can because you want to....not out of obligation. Then it becomes work. I just went through this myself.....the whole how to fit blogging into my life thing. Somedays it is easier than others.Cut yourself some slack.
:)
PS I am laughing like crazy right now over penelopeto's comment....about the guilt trip: "you have your mother for that".....*LOL*

Lawyer Mama

I completely understand. It's so hard to find the time to do this and sometimes other things are more important. I can understand the guilt too. Even though I never feel like anyone is obligated to come comment on or even read my blog, I always feel as if I must.

I'll keep checking back to see if you've updated!

sweatpantsmom

You're a wonderful writer. I'll continue to stop by.

I know what you mean by the guilt. Sometimes I feel like it would be easier to give everyone who stops by my blog a token of appreciation of some kind, instead of going crazy trying to reciprocate-comment.

Hey, that's it - stop by, get a free keychain.

Gillian

I think your Mom has never really been there. One of the deepest diseases of our time is form without content -- if it looks like a relationship than it is. I have to be judgemental and say that grandchildren have addictive skin and make addictive noises and no matter how hard you try you are obnoxiously besotted and annoy everyone you know and total strangers as well. Once in a huff with my daughter I proclaimed that maybe I just shouldn't visit hurumph! Her response was 'Neither one of us could afford the therapy you would need if we tried to keep you away from your grandson.' Something is really wrong with your mom IMHO.

BTW I think responding to comments is nice but you write a blog -- that is what I come for. I don't expect a reply to my comment unless I really tick you off and you want to punch me out. LOL

Izzy

Hi Deb,

I didn't read this post until tonight and came specifically because Cristina commented on a very similar post of mine that you wouldn't be around as much. I so feel the same. That the change I know needs to happen is scary and uncomfortable and I don't want to deal with it but it's inevitable. Like you, I have children that need me more than ever, especially my son, who is into everything now and cannot be contained and made to wait while I create my next blogging masterpiece (heh...joke) and it does hurt to know I will probably lose some "friends" as I start to scale back and focus on life outside the box.

I've always enjoyed your blog. I remember thinking I'd encountered a hidden gem when I first read it. And I still feel that way. Please know that even as I, too, scale back a bit, that I will do my very best to not drift away from you and your blog.

And if I ever get my way, someday I will be living in Portland and stalking your ass :)

krista

You know what is funny? I think I have been to your blog a couple of times here and there, but not enough to really "know" you. (Today I came over by way of Kristen)

Somehow though, this honest post (that perfectly reflects how I feel about my own blogging at the moment) has made me want to come back and read more. So, ironically- your declaration of not having time for bloggy friends has probably just has earned you a new one.

mothergoosemouse

Don't you cry. This is what happens in life - people come and go. No guilt.

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