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I’m apparently supposed to be finding mine.

All the blog advice floating around the world wide web says that all good blogs have a niche. Something you write about… something you know well and can write with some modicum of authority.

Um, excuse me, but if all good blogs have a niche, then what does that make me? Chopped liver? (P.S. I don’t even want to know where that saying came from!) Seriously, what am I supposed to write? I don’t really want to write about only one thing. I want to write about random stuff that tumbles around in my head. Does that mean my blog’s going to be unappealing?

It’s true, most of the blogs I subscribe to seem to have their own little “thang” going. Like Simple Mom, for example (my ultimate favorite blog). She writes about “life hacks for home managers”, and dang is she good at it! Or Keeper of the Home, who writes about “Naturally Inspired Living for Christian Homemakers”.

But I don’t really have a niche to blog about. Nope, I can’t even decide on a style of writing. Sometimes I think I’m funny (Yep, I laugh at my own jokes, cuz I’m hilarious like that), sometimes serious (um, really?), and sometimes I even feel reflective (as in all that mushy emotional stuff. Not as in the shiny tape that crossing guards wear).

But you know what?

I think I’m going to give myself permission to just be without a niche for awhile.


I like it.

Do you have a niche? Do you consider a niche a vital part of a successful blog (ie. blog you wanna read)? Do you agree with me that niche is really quite a strange word? How do you even pronounce it??

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Ultimate Blog Party 2009

Oh my. I am SO excited. I’m nervous, and my heart’s all a-flutter.

(It feels like the first day of school – anxiously awaiting meeting new people. Will they like me? Am I cool enough? Am I going to have any friends? Yeah, I seriously am a dork. A likable dork, though, right?)

It’s not the first day of school, but I am still full of nervous energy. It’s the Ultimate Blog Party, and it’s happening at a hip little site called 5 Minutes For Mom. It’s basically a virtual party – a way to meet other bloggers.

So, I have these teeny tiny little plans for one day having a great blog that people I don’t even know want to read. I know, I know… what aspiring blogger doesn’t want that? But still, there it is. And here’s my chance to actually meet some cool people around the blogosphere in addition to few faithful friends that actually read and comment here already (hi few and faithful friends! i love you guys!).

Well, I guess I should introduce myself, rather than blathering on like a total dork.

I’m Beth, aka Red. Here’s a photo of me to explain the name:


Get it? Good. I knew you were smart. And on the right is my honey. He’s so sweet. Those big brown eyes get me every time… *sigh*.

Here’s the lowdown on us. I guess you could read the ‘about’ page (which I want to re-write soon anyway), but here’s the quick and dirty version (Is that a bad saying? I tend to sometimes use bad sayings without actually knowing what they mean. I’m innocent, what can I say?!):

We met and fell in love in high school. I was 17, he was 18. We got married at 19 & 20. It was love, true love. We’re coming up on our 6th anniversary now, and have the world’s cutest baby. His name is Isaac.

Hubby is partway through his training to become a missionary pilot. I’m a SAHM. We are working towards a future as missionaries in Africa. We’ve already been short-term, and got the itch.

Or, more accurately, God called us.

And like Abraham in Genesis 12, we don’t want to settle where we are (ie. we don’t want to become complacent and say no when God is calling us to something kinda scary). We want to pack up and go wherever God is calling us, even if it sometimes sucks.

And that’s the truth.

Regarding this blog… to be perfectly honest, I’m still trying to discover my niche. Until I figure that out, you get to read my jumbled mess of thoughts in this whacked out thing they call motherhood.

I’d love to make some new blogging friends who are super-cool like me, so leave a comment and introduce yourself, whether you are participating in the Ultimate Blog Party or not. I can’t wait to meet you!

Yay for parties!


P.S.  Here are my top choices for UBP09 prizes:

USC 57 – Personalized Graphic Button Design

USC 47 – $25 Amazon gift certificate

USC 6 – $50 gift certificate to

Or any of these would be great too: USC 61, 67, 73, 58, 49, 44, 23, 36, 30, 21, 20, 17, 16, 15, 3


When I was little, I was always afraid of the dark.

In my own house, at night, wondering if there was a “bad guy” hiding in the shadows, ready to kill and maim me and then move on to my family. I think they call that an active imagination…

Ok, ok, small confession: I am kinda still afraid of the dark sometimes. Even as an adult. There’s just an eerie feeling of disorientation that I’m not accustomed to… the whole ‘not knowing what’s around’ thing, not being in control really freaks me out. Any other control freaks out there? *raising eyebrows at you (aren’t we all control freaks to some degree?)*.

(Side note: this is why I can’t watch any of those freaky crime shows. I actually have nightmares if I watch them. I shelter myself from them. Actually, I don’t really think they’re good things to be filling our minds with anyway, but that’s a whole ‘nother blog post…)

(I should really stop with the parentheses or I’m gonna forget what I’m actually trying to say…)

Ahem. As I was saying… trying to set up a blog and do all this technology stuff has made me feel like I’m stumbling around in the darkness. I’m trying to do a little more than just the “add new post” thing. I want to prettify it, make it snazzy, and maybe even have my own domain name. Ooooh scary!

(Heck, I even jumped in the deep end today by signing up for twitter. I don’t really know what it is… something to do with birds or something I guess…)

(Sorry, couldn’t resist. I talk in parentheses. I just do, ok?)

The problem is, I don’t know the first thing about all that stuff. Nothing, nada, zilch. (Incidentally, zilch is a funny word. I wonder if it’s a real word, or just slang. Either way, it amuses me).

But instead of shying away because I’m stumbling around in the dark, I’ve decided to be brave, and try to shed a little light on my situation.


I think I’m going to start by learning a little HTML.

Wow, did I actually just use a techie term in a somewhat coherent way?

I guess I’m already learning.

What new thing have you learned lately? Was it scary and nerve-wracking?

If you’ve been reading my blog at all over the last few months, you’ve probably noticed that I’ve been having a bit of an identity crisis. I’ve been changing the name of the blog oh, about a zillion times.

I just can’t settle on a name that I *LOVE*. You know, the Perfect Blog Title.

Even the current one is just mediocre. And mediocrity, my friends, is NOT ok with me. I’m an all or nothing type of person. (Actually, I think it sometimes prevents me from doing things, because I’m afraid I won’t measure up to my own high standards, so I just don’t bother trying). But that’s enough about my weird psychological quirks. The point is…

I can’t think of a blog title!

Arghhh! OK, that’s it… the next time I change it, it will be permanent. Forever and ever until I say otherwise. I have hope – inspiration will strike, I just need to have patience.

Stay tuned for greatness…

How do you like my title for this post? Oh, I guess you’re not really supposed to ask things like that out loud (or actually type them and hit “publish”). But that’s ok, it only serves to demonstrate my point. I am so awkwardly weirdly nice and reclusive.

OK, so I can’t remember how it happened, but a few months ago, I somehow stumbled into the world of blogging. There are a whole gaggle of bloggers out there in the bloggish world, with blogger ways and insider bloggish code words and bloggish jokes. Many of them are moms, and many of them are Christians. Many of them are good, no, excellent writers, and I find myself giggling out loud or getting a little teary as the post may demand (hey leave me alone, I’m 41 weeks preggo and entitled to be an emotional basket-case). I’m still discovering which ones are my favorites, and which ones I want to read regularly, and whether it’s even cool to read mom blogs regularly, and whether I really care if it’s cool or not.

Many of them (the bloggers) are also… um… “cool”. You know what I mean – picture grade school, and the “cool group”… and how you always knew you were so not one of them, but at times felt sorta close, but never really totally in… and at other times you felt like you were living on a different planet from the cool group, and they either barely knew you existed or else they watched you through their super-high-powered telescopes and just laughed at you whispering about you because of your way obvious uncoolness.

Or maybe you have no idea what I’m talking about because you were always in the cool group, but never even realized it, because you were so cool.

Umm.. anyway.

So I like writing too, and I think I’m good at it (although I think entertaining and edifying people through blog writing is probably a whole lot harder than getting A’s on my university papers on the metaphysics of theism, or the basis of social political philosophy). In fact, I’m pretty much terrified at the thought of putting my best writing duds on and laying it all out for my peers to read. (Peers is a really funny word to me. It consists of “pee” and the letters “r” and “s”. Sorry, I blame baby brain).

But I wanna do it anyway. I’m not promising to be good at it, in fact I’m not even promising to post consistently. But hey, I’m gonna try. As the sexy hubby says, “hon, who’s gonna argue with a 41 week pregnant woman?”.

Yay for blogging. I hope I can do it without worrying too much about what ya’ll are thinking. Seriously, it’s a human flaw of mine. I can’t think of a cleverly funny or wise ending to this post, so I’m just gonna go with “catch ya later”.

Yeah that works.

OK, bye.

I’m 10 and a half weeks pregnant… and I got to hear my baby’s heartbeat today, which was the most amazing sound ever.  For the lowdown on my pregnancy as it progresses… check out

More later!

Hence the new look. The black really appealed to me on many levels … but I can only go for so long without having some color in my life. We’ll see how long this one lasts. I’m a free spirit… or so I like to think. I like tradition and repetition in many things, but sometimes I’m a bit of a spaz. I’m always trying new things, and it sometimes backfires on me. Like ordering a new, strange/exciting sounding dish at a restaurant, even though the shrimp pasta is lookin mighty fine, as always. Then, I end up hating what I ordered, or just not enjoying it as much as I think longingly of that shrimp pasta which surely would have tasted better than this sorry excuse for amazing.

I could go back to the old blog theme with a few clicks of the proverbial mouse, with no harm done, no money wasted. Nevertheless, I think I’ll stick with this one for now.

I’m sitting here in my dark living room, lit only by strings of Christmas lights, and our Christmas tree in the corner. This is my absolute favorite time to be at home (these weeks before Christmas when all is “aglow” with Christmas-ness). I’m sitting here, feeling sleepy even though it’s only 9:36pm. This makes me feel old. And yet I love it. I feel dreamy (whatever that means). My kitty is curled up next to me on the back of the couch, and is purring. He’s so cute.

I don’t really have anything particular to say. I guess I wish I did. Other people always seem to have just the right thing to say on their blog that makes them look cool, or unique, or thoughtful, or something. I wonder why I even have this blog. That’s a problem with human nature… one can never really have pure intentions. If I say it’s only because I want to journal my thoughts and engage in discussion and interaction with others, I’m probably partly lying. If I say it’s totally a tool to make myself look cool to other people, then I’m really selling myself short. I’m flawed, but I don’t think I’m that shallow! I think I have mixed intentions, if I’m being totally honest. What can I say? I am a victim of generation Y, which means I really value being genuine. Hence, this honest examination of my blogging motives.

Why do you blog? I think only like 3 people ever read this thing, but if you’re reading this, then post a comment. Tell me why you blog (or don’t blog)…

I'm Red, he's Honey. I'm the writer of this blog and the source of your entertainment and/or boredom. We're parents of an exceptionally adorable child, and we have no idea what we're doing! This blog is the outlet for my thoughts along the way - welcome! Pull up a couch, grab a cup of tea, and stay a while! Or back away slowly. Whatever works.

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