Remember when blogging was all new and honest? When we wrote about anything and everything? For some of us, that stopped when we felt that the world had heard everything we have to say, so no need to say it again. For some of us, that stopped when our kids got to a certain age, and it wouldn’t be appropriate to write about them in a public space anymore. For some of us, both are true.
Enter Carla, a friend I had in High School. Carla and I were not super close, and I think I only met her in my senior year. But I admired her greatly, for her caustic wit, lovely beauty, and amazing talent on the piano. She was the quality type of cool chick I wanted to know. Fast forward 25 years, and she is just now starting her first ever blog. I would love to point you there, because her brand of honesty is just exactly what made me fall in love with blogging way back in ’05 and ’06, and what I don’t bother to go looking for anymore (not because it’s not out there….I’ve just gotten lazy). She’s a pianist turned lawyer turned stay-at-home mom to two wonderful kids, one of whom is kind of high need. Her honesty about how difficult that can sometimes be is so refreshing and wonderful. Go, check out Carla’s blog, grumpy for no reason.