I hope you don't think I'm a Nora No-Friends, but sometimes I really like blogging a lot more than trying to have a conversation face to face.
- It can help combat foot-in-mouth disease - I have this affliction that I like to call 'foot-in-mouth' disease. If there is the wrong thing to say, I will say it. In one sentence I can insult your mother and call you fat. You need to have a thick skin when around me, because who knows what will just fly straight out of my mouth with no warning whatsoever, to me or to anyone unfortunate enough to be within earshot. At least with blogging, I can ponder what I am going to say. I can even go back and edit a blog post after I have pressed the 'publish' button. That is not to say that the possibility to offend isn't there, it is just less likely.
- No interruptions - there are plenty of interruptions for me when I am composing a blog post, but you don't have to endure them also. In real life, because I hang out with other mums, no conversation is ever finished. I know I have mentioned this before, but I have had hour long conversations on the phone with my friend of a night time after the kids have gone to bed, and I have only just seen my friend a few hours before. The reason why? Because we were so busy watching the kids and being interrupted by them that we never really got the chance to catch up.
- No interruptions part deux - I moved around a lot as a kid, and changed schools practically every year of my school career. I was always the 'new kid' and as a result, was a little bit shy when I first met someone. As a result of this initial shyness, I tend to gravitate towards talkative, boisterous personalities. Unfortunately, it also means I often cannot get a word in edgewise. In a blog post, I am the one doing the talking and you can only put your two cents in a comment after the fact. Just a disclaimer here, as I am maturing, my confidence levels have increased and therefore I am gaining friends where the conversation contribution ratio is a bit more even.
- Antidote for slow wit - I know a few people who are very quick witted--a play on words rolls off the tongue with only a second to ponder. I have my moments, but my wit has slowed with age. I blame it on being away from home too long. During my childhood, my parents' relationship thrived on their banter and witty repartee. I find when talking to my dad on the phone, he sends a zinger my way, and...nothing...it falls flat. At least when I am blogging, I can think about my witty remarks. I can think for weeks if I have to, and if I wait long enough, one or two come to me...eventually.
- You can engage in conversations that you enjoy - Have you ever gone to a party and found yourself in a conversation that you just can't wait to leave? This doesn't happen to me that often, so I suspect that the person *I* am having a conversation with might be the one who wants to leave said conversation--especially considering the whole topic of this post, but I know that this happens to my husband all the time. He is cursed with good manners and will always engage a person in conversation if that is what they are seeking--whether he is interested in the conversation or not. I think it is being brought up in New Zealand where everyone is so friendly, and he is part Fijian to boot, so that is a double whammy of friendly. With blogging, you only engage in the conversations that interest you.
- Eh? What's that you say? - In busy and noisy places such as nightclubs (like I ever go there anymore) and restaurants, I cannot hear very well. Sound gets muffled a bit and I spend all my time smiling and nodding. I may have just agreed to sing "Wing Beneath My Wings" on karaoke or to take my clothes off and run down the street, but I am smiling and nodding, because I am so not hearing anything that is being said. When I did frequent the nightclub scene, my friends all knew to talk directly into my right ear, because that is my 'good ear'. Just picture me with one of those ear trumpets to my ear--that would be me if I had access to an ear trumpet.