Upcoming Events

What with the whole burning-of-my-hut issues and all, I have made a decision. It wasn't my mind-melting all by my little self that helped me come to this conclusion. No, I have My Favorite Texan, Lori, to thank for the pep talk/self-esteem boost/kick in the pants she gave me last night. (I'm telling you, people, my life is better because of her.)

For one thing, if you're wondering (because I know I would be if someone posted a cryptic hut-burning-in-Oklahoma story the previous night) why I am an emotional wreck and about THIS CLOSE to smoking and drinking and cursing with wild abandon and maybe even dipping snuff and running with scissors, it has to do with my job. While I don't think anyone from work reads my blog I'm not taking any chances and I won't go into details. Let's suffice it to say that yesterday's events left me wary, sad and in desperate need of a change. Because my family is already tired of the crying.

So starting immediately I am facilitating this change.

Oh, I'm not coloring my hair orange or piercing my nipples (not that there's anything wrong with that) (because some days that actually sounds fun) but I am overhauling the way I look at this blog, the way I treat this blog and (drum roll please) I am going to get like, crazy serious about writing. No more sitting around whining about "Why do Heather and Danny get book deals while I sit here and whine?" Well, here's a newflash - they didn't sit on their asses and whine about it, they actually went out there and DID something. (See? There was a lot of whining in that paragraph and I didn't even realize it.)

I am going to be stepping way outside my comfort zone, doing things I might not be entirely comfortable doing, but if I don't try I will never know. What do I want to know? If writing is really what I'm supposed to do, if me being a stay-at-home mom once again is feasible for my family, if I am capable of pushing myself further than I've ever pushed before......

It's scary and exciting all at the same time. Okay, terrifying is a much better word.

My office is undergoing a major overhaul, I will spend at least two hours a day "working" in my office on writing, blogging, getting my name out there, etc. As you yawn, you must wonder why I am telling you this. Well, accountability, silly! If I tell the innernets I will look like a fool if someone calls me at 9am and I'm still in bed, in my pajamas, surrounded by my children who are watching yet another Disney movie. Because the internet is all about accountability.

Riiiiiight.

Just go with me on this one, okay?

And also....in anticipation of my four year blogaversary, I am now taking questions for my (insert loud monster truck announcer voice here) MARATHON OF QUESTIONS that will take place all day on not-the-date-of-my-blogaversary. But Diva, why not on the date of your blogaversary? you ask. Well, I'm so glad you did. The reason? Because my momma is getting married on that day!!

And while I just said that I was getting all serious and stuff....well, it's not every day that your mother gets all married and stuff. So that totally trumps a marathon of blogging.

Therefore the official Day of Blogging this year will be on June 8th. Mark your wall calendars, set an alarm in your Blackberry, put a little Post-it flag in your daytimer and be ready for something. What, I have no idea.

In the meantime, submit your questions to me via email (theredneckdiva (at symbol) gmail (dot symbol) com) and ask me the burning questions, the things that keep you up at night, the whys and wherefores and which stain remover I use in my laundry - whatever you want to know. I hope that I have so many that I can't answer and post them all, but something tells me that you'll definitely see your question on the blog that day.

Any other suggestions for something big on that day are welcome, too. I'm thinking a giveaway of some kind. Sorry, I'm not giving away a Dyson like another popular mommy blogger did awhile back. I'm thinking like, an autographed picture of my husband in his camo shorts, black socks and Crocs. (Just kidding. It's enough that I have to witness that.) More on a serious giveaway in a day or two.

In the meantime, keep those cards and letters coming, kiddies!

And keep praying.