Pithy Phrase

When I was a child, I spake as a child, I understood as a child, I thought as a child: but when I became a woman, I put away childish things.

Saturday, June 18, 2011

Hello World

I think usually a blog begins by discussing its reasons for existence.  So here are my reasons for entering the Bloggernacle, in no particular order:

1. I just got married, and apparently young married Mormon couples must start blogs.  Perhaps this makes for a convenient way to tell their extensive family they are expecting, which often happens soon after the nuptials.  Seeing as I have a very small family and do not plan on becoming a parent within the next decade or so, this scenario does not apply to me.  Nevertheless.

2. I have been inspired by the like-minded Mormon feminists whose blogs I've been frequenting since my move to Deutschland.  There's been a lot of downtime at work; blog reading helps kill time and boredom.

3. I always have a million things to say.  Hence the name of this blog.  Anyone who knows me knows that I often get sidetracked in my thoughts and then say, "what was I thinking about just now?" Unfortunately, since none of my associates have mind-reading abilities, some of my best thoughts get lost in the cosmos.  Nevermore!

4. My brand-spanking-new husband often responds to my snarkier commentary with, "that's why you should have a blog."  This makes me believe that some people may actually want to read what I have to say.  Then again, perhaps the larger populace isn't interested in the differences between Mendelian and additive genetic disorders.

5. Which brings me to another point: often my musings are met with apathy, boredom, or disgust.  This sometimes leads to sadness and/or embarrassment on my part.  By saving these less savory thoughts for the virtual world, no one has to sit through any unpalatable discourses.  You can just stop reading, and I'll never know!  Win-win.

Now for a couple things that are not reasons I am starting this blog:

1. To tell the world about my daily life.  Well, maybe a little bit, but mostly my comings-and-goings will be tidbits within a larger context.  If you want to know about our adventures in Germany, please see Hubby's blog.  He's good with pictures and such.

2. To assert how perfect I am/my marriage is/my life is.  I'll just tell it like it is.  No Seriously, So Blessed! here (moment of silence for the now-deceased genius blog).

I conclude this first post by extending a word of caution: this blog, and the things contained herein, may be exceedingly random, revolutionary, ridiculous, heretical, and generally outlandish.  It is not for the faint of heart nor closed of mind.  If you consider yourself prudish, judgmental, or in favor of sexism in any way, you'd better just close the browser.  For the rest of you, enjoy the ride!



Rachel said...

good for you. can't wait to see what happens here.

Teenage Librarian said...

Woot woot. I love blogs. Congrats on your marriage. What part of Germany are you in now and for what? That's really cool.

Take care,

Terry said...

Great first entry; you are a fine writer!

Samantha said...

You are too fun! What takes you all the way to Germany?

P.S. I am probably interested in your musings about genetics :]

Lyndi Pratt said...

YESSSS this pleases me. Also, a perfect title for your blog.

Also, I hope you're having a lovely German day.

Jenna said...

Courtney, I'm in a city called Jena, a research and college town in the north/middle/east? part of Germany. I'm doing an internship in plant genetics. My department at BYU sends a few kids to this lab each summer.

Mhana said...

What? I don't get to hear how aggressively happy you are all the time? Then how will I feel inferior and worry my husband doesn't love me enough? I fretted a lot after we got married that we didn't seem to be as relentlessly and overwhelmingly blissful as the people who got married around the same time. We didn't even have pet names for each other -- we just use our actual names. How could this be love? You'd better step up projecting affection or nobody will believe your love could be eternal.