While I would love to profess that I’m “up” on the latest facets of social media….. I would be bluffing. The fact that I’m capable of posting a blog AT ALL is pretty damned impressive, regardless of the content. I could write about erasers, or chicken $hit, and it’s still pretty remarkable for a girl who’s going on 6 years with an EnV cell phone! 
With that said. WHAT is the craze with ‘vlogging’?!?! Not for nothing, but the comfort level of traditional blogging in and of itself can be somewhat intimidating. It’s hard enough to put your thoughts and feelings on the line beneath the guise of a computer screen, let alone put your FACE out there for judgement!
Vlog. A ‘video’ blog. Interesting concept, yet one I’m not quite comfortable with! Maybe if I were a 20 year old super-model, I’d be more inclined! Hell, if I were a 20 year old super-model, I’d be more inclined to do a lot of things, not the least of which would be Tom Selleck…… Ahem. I digress.
Allow me to paint all ya’ll a little picture of what you may have seen yesterday, had I ‘vlogged’. Put your 3D glasses on and hold onto your seats because this is going to be a wild ride. Please keep your hands and feet inside the vessel at all times and wait until the ride has come to a complete stop before disembarking. Thank you, and come again soon!
If you had been a fly on the wall in my house yesterday, you probably would have been in the kitchen hanging out by the pot of rotten eggs that I foolishly tried to hard-boil. Okay, okay…. kidding. Seriously, had I been ‘vlogging’, here is a little snippet of what you ‘may’ have seen:
You ‘may’ have seen me wake-up grumpy and harried, after sporadic sleep, and slink into a steaming hot shower. OHHHHH! Wait!!! That’s right! I DIDN’T ‘slink’ into a shower or slink anywhere for that matter. I did, in fact, TAKE a shower, which was luke-warm and shared with a six year old. Oh yeah. Let me just paint you the awesomeness. A half-a$$ed shower in which your daughter points out things like:
“Wow Mommy…. I thought you were supposed to be on a diet?”
Yeah. Thanks, Roo-bear. Awesome for the self-esteem!
Or maybe you tuned in to see my cat, who’s an A-hole, lie on the top of the super-secret-awesome enclosed litter-box that is in my bathroom, and mess with the shower curtain. While we were in there. Privacy is a concept long since forgotten in my house. Oh no! I’m sorry jack-wagons, allow ME to conform to YOUR needs and wants. I’ll wait.
There are definitely people out there who are not morning people. Maybe people would have tuned into my ‘vlog’ in the evening. Had they waited for THOSE little tidbits, they could have seen all sorts of shennanigans. Beginning with aforementioned 6 year old. Not only is clothing FROWNED UPON IN THIS ESTABLISHMENT, but it’s also, apparently, OPTIONAL!
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A vlog would have provided the distinct pleasure of seeing the Honey-Badger appear out of nowhere, wearing a leopard print tank-top, a blue vest, and Spongebob underpants. Only to be outdone by her own personal touch of an elastic belt sinching the concept together. It was Jane Fonda meets Honey Boo-Boo. And it was MY kid. AWESOME.
She then ran around proclaiming herself a “hot tamale”!! Caliente!
Needless to say, vlogging is not in my future. Kudos to the people who can pull it off! Little old me is back here trying to spin a “normal” blog without fear of visual evidence! 
