I was talking to my daughter yesterday and she said, "You haven't updated your blog recently." I had a flashback to high school with mom saying, "I haven't seen much homework getting done lately."
I didn't have an excuse in High School and for the blog, still no excuse.
What I said to my daughter was, " I don't know, just not feeling it." And that part is true.
Am I running out of things to say?
I know one thing that has had an impact on my blogging is my company's new policy about sharing anything company related on line. No pictures of the boats allowed. No pictures of fellow workers allowed. No information is to be shared on social media about where the boat is or where it is going, even though there are various websites on line that track ALL vessel movements in the world. Type in the name of the boat, and, there you have it.
I believe I shared this news in a post on here a while back, but I've been so inactive as a blogger that I don't even remember what I said if I did. Anyway, since 1/2 of my life is spent on a boat, that's 50% of possible blog posts that I AM NOT ALLOWED to write about. I turned 60 recently, and I'm really getting tired of "not being allowed" to do stuff. Actually when I was 59 I felt the same way.
I also think that Facebook plays some small part in my blogger inactivity. I can't really explain why. Just a hunch. But I think there is a trend. As I got more active on updating my FB status with very important must read information like, "Chris Christy for President....REALLY," the more inactive I got posting on my blog.
So anyway, today I was standing on the back deck of our boat today and I spent a half hour watching this little guy piddle around.
What was strange was he didn't seem too excited that I was nearby. Unlike my feathered friends who visit my feeders in the back yard at home, I could get really close to this guy, say about 3 or 4 feet away, and he would just sort of hop away a little. At home all I have to do is start to open the door to the deck to have all the birds scatter in a panicked frenzy, as if I were attacking them with a semi-automatic.
This guys movements aren't panicked. It's more like he's stepping aside to let me by. The only thing missing would be him saying, "Oh, excuse me."
The other strange thing is, he seems to be eating anything small enough that fits in his beak. And let me be clear, there isn't one edible thing on the stern of this boat.
So I wondered, is he actually eating the rust and the dirt he is picking up or does he pick it up and quickly drop it, like I do when eating brussels sprouts.
I'm wondering if anyone can tell me that this is normal behavior for this particular bird who hangs out on boats near Port Arthur Texas?
I'm also wondering if anyone is reading this?
So that's it for todays excitement. Now, to figure out what to do with this blog. Can't post much about the boat, and even I'm tired of me complaining about this and that in the news, so I know you're sick of it. So, what does that leave? A food blog? A blog of nothing but good news? A travel blog?
Food and travel and good news, ....Oh my.
My friend Karen over at This Old House and once brainstormed about doing a blog with only good news. The bitching and complaining would have to be done elsewhere we concluded. We would have guest bloggers who were like minded. Anyway, just thinking out loud.
We'll see what happens.
Hope you have a great Memorial Day Weekend.