Better At Blogging - 09/18/13
My employer was nice enough to set up this blog for me several months ago. Today, we had a station meeting. One of the topics was how important this blog is. As I look back at my track record, I've blogged about once every... oh... let's say... three months. Today, is my "third official blog" and again, this comes--- you guessed it---- THREE months after the last!!! :) At least I'm consistent. (See March 3/13 & June 6/13 blog) Once a quarter works for me.
I don't know what it is. I guess I just don't feel like what I personally have to say is relevant. I've spent the last 21 years telling other peoples' stories. I've been so grateful to have people open up to me about triumphs and tragedies and I have felt it my duty to tell their stories to the very best of my ability.
Take for example, the children in the Philippines whose cleft lips and palates were finally fixed. This changed their lives. For the first time, they could eat without food falling out of their mouth, without other kids laughing at them, they could form words and speak more fluently. I was fortunate enough to accompany a medical team to the island country twice to show the life changing surgery. Now, that's worth talking about. I could go on and on and on about the impact this had not only on their lives, but also on mine.
Then there was the time when I was working as a national correspondent w/ CBS News. I had been on the road 10 days straight with no end in sight. I was covering the DC sniper shootings... remember that? Those two, Lee Boyd Malvo & John Allen Muhammed, were still on the loose. The media compound at one of these national stories is like a cattle call. We're all lined up, nearly shoulder to shoulder, doing our live shots, outside, in the open and yes, in the elements. Many of us correspondents, were openly concerned that Malvo & Muhammed, would love nothing more than to blow our brains out live on the air. It was a very real fear. The two killed 13 people randomly before they were finally caught. I still feel for those poor people. Every time there's a mass shooting, it takes me back to that time when our nation's capitol was paralyzed with fear and I was right there with them, just wanting to hide in my hotel room and never come out. Now, that's worth talking about.
Recently, I had the opportunity to work on a Waste Watch story @ Fox 17 that showed how the legislature wanted you to believe that the TN lottery was running out of scholarship money. We showed some things the state had spent 'scholarship money' on that had nothing to do with sending kids to college. Green lightbulbs were one such purchase. Now, that's worth talking about.
So, to me, all of that's worth talking about--- but I can throw in the fact that I didn't have time to eat breakfast before volunteering at my childrens' school today. I can confess that I did however, make time to slam two cups of coffee. (I normally just have one.) I can throw in the fact that I have 40 pairs of high heels which are all just for looks. I wear & prefer flat OluKai flip flops more often than not because they help my aching feet. Anybody know what to do for foot pain on the bottom of your feet? Is this just part of being in your 40's? (exact age is anyone's guess) While I'm at it, I'll throw in the fact that I rarely listen to anything on the radio on the way into work. I prefer silence like that Eric Church song that starts out "Turn the quiet up, Turn the Noise down." That's my theme song. Too much noise pollution grates on my nerves. I'll also share that I rarely watch TV, except for Netflix House of Cards & Fox 17. I prefer to read. And finally, I take a techno break almost all weekend, turning Iphones & Ipads off. It's good for my family and me. What about you?
There, I've blogged. Let me know what you want to hear about. I'll try to write about it before December.