I started blogging on January 20, 2006, after becoming inspired by some terrific writers shouting out from New Orleans after The Flood. The first few years of this site are archived elsewhere, for my own personal diary of sorts.
Back then, I blogged under quite a bit of comfortable anonymity; it was easier to speak my mind from behind that mask. Today, however, most people reading this blog know who I am in real life. Unfortunately, I’ve found it stifling.
There are many topics I would love to express, but they are centered around three main areas:
1) work – I value my professional consulting work too highly to jeopardize it with even the most well-deserved criticisms;
2) family – My children are both teenagers, now. They deserve their privacy, so I no longer post about my children’s antics, emotions, school hazards, or other life events. It is what I would have wanted as a teen, so I can only give them that much; and,
3) being judgmental – this just pisses off everyone else I know.
So, I believe it is time to shutter this old gal. But, before I go, below is a re-post from the first days of my original blog on what it means to be “seester.”
I’ll see y’all around. Most of you know where to find me in real life. I still use the saintseester handle on places like twitter, flickr, geocaching, and my gmail account. Come see me over there, at least for annual halloween photographs.
Many people have asked me why I refer to my sister, as “seester”. For one thing, we’ve been calling each other that for decades now; I don’t remember how it got started – it just “is”. For a long time, I selfishly thought we were the only people who used that term for one another, but when I searched the internet for the term “seester”, I found many, many other seesters out there.
So, what exactly does seester mean? For me, it is my biological sister. Here’s the best summary of seester I can come up with before my required allotment of morning coffee:
1. Your seester always thinks you are beautiful no matter what.
2. You don’t have to get along in childhood to be great seesters when you grow up.
3. Everything your seester says seems to make perfect sense.
4. Seesters find every joke you make to be hysterical, gut ripping, or just insanely funny.
5. Seesters laugh at inappropriate moments. Seesters make it impossible for you NOT to laugh at inappropriate moments.
6. Seesters never make bad decisions. Seesters never judge your decisions.
7. Seesters have issues with their mothers, but love them unconditionally.
8. Seesters are very good at board games of all sorts. In fact, they are SOOO good, most people will not allow them to be on the same game-playing team. Either they will thrash you, or get drunk and forget what the game was about.
If you don’t have a biological seester,think of the other potential-seesters in your life such as in-law seester, cousin seester. Just make sure you have a lifelong connection. Remember to stick to the rules above and you will have a comrade forever.