Monday, May 26, 2008

With Blog Comes Paranoia

I had a chance to spend some time with my dad the other day. I do not get opportunities like this very often, just him and me, visiting. It wasn’t quite the same as it use to be though. Not because I’ve changed so much, since I’ve gotten married and started having kids of my own. It wasn’t because we don’t spend as much time together as we use to since I moved from my family’s hometown 2 years ago. No what was different about our conversations came from a much newer transformation in my life. It was not until very recently that my dad began interrupting every conversation, every story he told to ask, “wait, you’re not going to blog about this, are you?” It seems he is having to pause and rethink how he phrases things. ‘Will he be incriminating himself with this bit of information? Will he appear foolish if I record, for both of my readers, what he had to say about this or that? Is this conversation appropriate?’ For instance a certain dialogue that took place between my father and myself involving one of us distracting an elderly man while the other took off with his walking cane. We were pretty sure without it we could out run him. What? It was for a good cause. But my dad seemed to think if this ended up in a blog he would somehow look bad in front of his parishioners.

My relationship with my husband has changed as well. It seems, these days, that we end many a conversation with, “Hey, you (I) could blog about that!” My family seems a bit paranoid in my opinion. They seem to be under some false misconception that I am going to talk about something that might embarrass them. I mean come on, really, what am I going to do write about their bathroom habits? Oh wait...