Yes, I do.
When I started this blog, I never thought about what I would or wouldn’t talk about. I had some vague guidelines, though:
- I keep it in the PG-13 range, because that’s where I live. Plus, my mom forwards the posts to my grandmothers. (Hi Gigi and Grannie!)
- I won’t post anything that would embarrass my husband. (Hi, Steve – hope you’re having a nice time at your class in SF today. If you go out for another nice lunch without me, I think I’ll cry. But we can talk about that later.)
That’s pretty much it. Until today. On my way home from Bible study, I was thinking about the beginnings of what was starting to be a snarky/funny post about people with whom I interact but don’t necessarily like. I had some great zingers – I was going to talk about Mrs. No Social Skills and Mrs. My Life is Perfect Let Me Tell You All About It. But then I realized that I didn’t want to go down that road, as fun as it might be to snark.
I figured I have enough in my own life to snark about, so I’ll reserve the cheap shots for myself. I’ll even try to restrain myself from snarking about my kids too much. But, come on – can I really avoid that all together? I think not. Especially when they set themselves up so nicely day after day.
I think I will allow myself to be snarky about:
- pop culture
- rejection letters
- other things and people who aren’t innocent bystanders or my relatives – I guess rude drivers fall into this category, but not cashiers at the grocery store because I live in a small town and have to see them every week
So there we go. Apparently I have some ground rules. Wow – does this mean there’s some self-control here? Maybe, but I’ll still be thinking snarky thoughts, just not publishing them on the interwebs.