Blogging

I've noticed how many of my blogger friends, blog often and about one particular subject each time. I tend to blog less often and just randomly ramble on from one topic to another. Is there a correct way to blog? Am I breaking some cardinal rule of blogging? Does anybody know? Should my entries be short and sweet and about a select subject? For Christmas I was given a Psalm journal. Each day has 3 or 4 Psalms and then one page to journal on. So each day my journalling takes exactly that one page, no more and no less. Maybe my blog should be limited to a certain number of lines or paragraphs. Have you seen the movie Julie and Julia? I did and was rather disappointed in it, but the basis of the movie is that Julie decides to start a blog and each day she makes recipes from Julia's cookbook and then blogs about them. I admire the fact that she blogged everyday. I also admire the premise that she cooked her way clear through that huge French cookbook in one year. I'm not that creative or dedicated though, so you are simply "treated" to my random ramblings about life in general. I apologize.

BJ came home Tuesday getting home Wed. AM at 2:30. He drove straight through leaving his home in Colorado at 9:45 Tuesday AM. But he beat the storm coming in on Wed. night which lasted throughout Thursday and caused two more snowdays at school here. So Wed. night we opened Christmas presents with him and Cassandra has been making lots of wonderful meals for us. Last night the 4 of us even played a game of euchre together. That was fun. The Christmas tree and decorations are still up because Cassandra insisted they had to be up when BJ got here. I am itching to take them down now though, but haven't gotten her to agree yet. We'll see.

We've been sorting through my piles of books I've read. Some are boxed to donate to our church library. Some are bagged up to loan out to friends of mine. Some have been posted and mailed off to other readers through PaperbackSwap.com. And then I got online and ordered another $200 worth of books from Christianbook.com. I love Christian fiction. My daughter does too. We get disgusted with how secular authors so often feel they need to throw in sex and smut to liven up their books. We prefer a good story plot to embarrassing details.

My daughter's "best friend" from preschool on, got engaged for Christmas. This has caused several heartaches in our family. We are happy for the friend, but now that she is the second of my daughter's classmates to be getting married this summer, my daughter is even more aware that she has no boyfriend. I have tried to tell her there are worse things than being single, but it is hard to understand when your best friend is planning her wedding. The other heartache is that although my daughter is one of the bridesmaids, she has been upstaged by a girl who has made my daughter's life miserable since junior high. This other girl is the maid of honor, and loves wielding the power. When they all went to try on dresses and be measured the other day, my daughter ended up driving alone the 140 mile roundtrip while the others, bride included, piled into the maid of honor's car. Then they promptly left her in the dust as they were breaking the speed limit and my daughter won't. She had mapquested the store and when she arrived, they weren't there. So she called them and they were eating lunch at the mall food court without telling her, of course. So she sat alone in her car at the store for half an hour waiting on them. Then when they tried on dresses, the one the bride had picked for them was strapless and not a style my big girl would look particularly good in, but at least it had a full skirt and was comfortable. So the m of h convinced the bride to change to a very tight, very form-fitting, strapless dress. So my daughter had to pay $120 for a dress that will look bad on her and that is so tight and straight she is uncomfortable and can hardly move in it. Then as they left the store, she was told they were going on to two other stores to look at dresses for the bride. They didn't know where they were but would follow the bride's GPS. My daughter was informed they would not let her follow them across town because she drives the speed limit but she could sit and wait there until they called to tell her where they ended up or she could just go on home since she really wasn't even needed any more. Then they took off and left my daughter sitting alone in her car in the parking lot again, but this time in tears. She drove home with a horrible headache and feeling like a total outcast and like she had lost her oldest friend. I was furious and really thought she should call and cancel her dress order and tell the bride to find someone else. But she is too kind-hearted to do that and will just go ahead and be miserable. What can I tell her? Not all girls are as mature as she is. Not all friends act like friends all the time. I am so proud of her for sticking by her beliefs and doing the speed limit even though it meant she had no lunch and caused her to be rejected by the others. Although the bride herself was not overtly mean to my daughter, it angers me that she allowed the maid of honor to be. It angers me that she chose that mean girl to be her maid of honor when my daughter has been a much better friend and much longer than this other girl and she knows how that girl has treated my daughter. We had planned to spend a lot of time and work and money making a very nice gift for the wedding, but I now don't want to do anything special for her at all. I've heard of "bridezillas", but have you ever heard of maids of dishonor? I told my daughter as far as I can tell she has two choices, either refuse to be in the wedding at all or paste a big smile on her face and be a much better friend to the bride than the bride is being to her. Do any of you know of another option that I am missing?

Anyway, that is my blogging for today. Thank you for letting me ramble. I think maybe I'll go try to take down my Christmas stuff.