Blogger Intervention

Is there such thing as a blogger intervention? There seems to be blogger everything else. I know I’ve written a couple ditties for my friend Lee’s brainchild that is MWOB, but I still believe myself to be a complete novice in the blogger world. Missions? Awards? Humorous, slightly off “friends” that live across the country?

Is everyone really who they say they are? Is Vodka Mom for real? I hope so… but I’m not quite sure…

Are these real missions? Like the old adobe buildings scattered up and down California? Or the ones where Tom Cruise wears skin tight black outfits and falls almost to his demise on a tiny incredibly strong wire?

And what about these cyber AWARDS? Do we get to attend a nice award ceremony, eat from a chicken and pasta casserole buffet and partake in strained small talk with people we’ll never see again? At a REAL awards ceremony, at least I know that even if I don’t win, I get to take home some kind of cute little consolation prize like mints wrapped in a bag tied with a bow…wait, or is that from a wedding table…?

I’m confused. Remember, I’m a Mom Without A Blog! I come to Lee’s community for HELP. For the support of other like-brained, non-supermoms. Basically to feel better about my hopelessness. You people are speaking a language I just don’t understand and I think my dear, dear friend has been sucked into this new world where I can’t reach her and am having trouble relating to. Does Lee need help? Is anyone else out there concerned? Or can some of you professional bloggers calm my fears?

What’s a technologically-challenged, anti-hip mom to do? Another thing about blogland that I just can’t wrap my brain around are words like:

Phyle… and calatedi…and tescre… 

Do you know what I’m talking about here? I’ve been jotting down these security words for an afternoon chuckle.

How about shoil… or extersu… or oheado… OHEADO? What do these mean? Who comes up with these words??

Uljolimm, confal and salligma… HUH?

Please do me a favor, tell me if Lee needs a blogger intervention or if it is ME that needs the intervention, oh yes, and while you’re at it – try to use one of the above log-in security words in a sentence… I’d REALLY love to hear it.

Hell, I’ll be the first to give it a try. 

“Have you ever had your epingsts erupt? I did yesterday and it was the most embarrassing, disgusting experience of my life!”