I’m not all that important. I’m not a politician, a celebrity, an internet guru, an SEO expert, a journalist or a published author. I’m your average ordinary grandmother with a job in Home Care. I suppose you could call me a caretaker, since I take care of our home, my Hubby, our cat and the elderly clients I see, who without my help and the help of others like me, wouldn’t be able to live independently in their own homes. I’m also a blogger.

It’s a hobby for me. I blog about my life, my opinions, my values. I’m 60 years old, I’ve lived a lot of life, formed a lot of opinions and have some pretty solid values, which allow me to conduct myself in a manner that makes me fairly fit for human consumption. My Hubby is proud to take me anywhere with him…well…except for the time I fell on the floor in a church bathroom and certain expletives found their way out of my mouth. That, however, is a topic for another time and place, not for here and not for now.  Now is for the purpose of giving an opinion.

I give opinions fairly frequently, don’t even have to ask me, I’m always willing to say what I think. I’m not a broadcaster, any opinion I give is open for discussion. I’ve had discussions in this manner and found myself re-examining my own opinions. Sometimes I’ve done so because someone had better knowledge of the subject than I did. In one case there was a part of my own opinion that I wasn’t comfortable with and information provided by someone else helped me decide where I felt I was missing something. I’ve even changed my mind about a few things thanks to the input of others.

I blog for the purpose of starting discussions. Of course, that means that other opinions have value to me. Without other opinions, stated in the comment section of any blog I post, there can be no discussion. Since I am most interested in discussion having a blog in which people comment is of more value to me than page rankings, unique visitors or authority.

I happened to read a discussion about aggregators like Technorati and Alexa. The discussion was all about authority and page ranking. It seemed to be between people who were more interested in the statistics than in the people who actually do the blogging. I suppose all of this is necessary if you monetize your blog. I don’t, but I don’t host my own blog, it’s on a site called Blogstream.com. I could give you numbers, like my Technorati authority is 115. I have no idea how good that is and I don’t care. Blogstream’s Alexa ranking is less than 100,000 at 95,000 and something, I looked because I was curious. Frankly, that doesn’t matter to me either.

My blog has allowed me to meet people from all over the world who have been my inspiration at times when I needed it. They held my hand when my Dad died and when I had to euthanise a beloved kitty. They laughed with me when the new kitty we acquired turned out to be the kitten from Hell. They admired my bad poetry, they shared my triumphs and my tragedies and thankfully I had more of the former than I had of the latter. They let me know when I said something that resonated with them and helped them over a bad spot in their lives. I have regular respectful discussions with atheists, agnostics, Conservative Republicans, Progressive Democrats and Independents. I’ve had a few run ins with the internet trolls that have to argue and cause trouble, but for the most part, I have a respectful and friendly readership.

I don’t pick on people about their grammar or their spelling. I don’t tell people they’re stupid because they don’t agree with me. I’m not selling anything. If people have taken the time to read what I write and to stop and leave a comment, I take the time to answer them. Some bloggers don’t do that, but they’re usually the ones who seem to want to keep track of their Technorati Authority and Alexa rankings. I’ll let them be the important authorities about that. Me, I’m just here for the laughter, the tears and the people. What are you here for?

( Admin edit: For more great posts Butterose can also be found here )

By Butterose

Smart assed step-mother of 3, grandmother of 3. Insane enough to have lived with Hubby for 24 years now. What can I say, I liked his kids? We share our lives with family and our cat.

4 thoughts on “The Importance of Being Yourself”
  1. I knew that. Just goes to show how intelligent I am. I say it so well, folks quote me exactly. 😀

  2. One of those comments was a complete copy of one of your comments…word for word…

  3. Nobody is perfect, I just do the best I can with what I’ve got. 😀 I tell people that Hubby came to my place for a one night stand in July of 1987 and he hasn’t left yet. There’s just no accountin’ for some folks.

    You have some comments (dang it) for approval. 🙂

  4. Your hubby’s a lucky guy Butterose, it sounds like you got it together just fine. 😀

    ( OH, and I changed it from the category misc to commentary )

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