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Showing posts with label Blog life. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Blog life. Show all posts
Thursday, September 8, 2011
Baby, I was born to run...
... off at the mouth, apparently.
Because while you have all been wondering 'whereforartthere Maxabella?', I have been busy whoring myself around the blogiverse as a guest postie. Not once, not twice, but three times. All I need is a pole.
Find me belatedly over at Cherie's blog, A Baby Called Maxabella (oh, okay, her blog is really called A Baby Called Max), where I posted a whole week ago. Cherie's been going through a mad time recently and the call went out for guest posties and seeing as I've got loads of time on my hands because my own blog is idle, of course I put my hand up. Except that my own blog was idle, I would have posted a link a week ago. Sorry about that Cherie!
And number two is over at Oh Good Golly That Gorgeous Miss Holly (or something like that), but she hasn't actually posted that one up yet so I'll let you know when it goes live. It's really just a whole lot of me running off at the mouth about self confidence, which is kind of ironic when you think about it.
And number three is... well, what do you need me for? I'm thinking that despite guest posting being ultimately 100 times more terrifying than posting on my own blog, I might make a career out of it for a while... so, baby, contact me... I'm available.
[Image via our old friend, the untraceable weheartit]
Sunday, August 28, 2011
When will I ever learn?
I'm too personal.
I shouldn't write about others the way I do.
I say stuff lightly that others can't lift.
I wish I didn't link to Beth in my post last week. I've regretted it ever since. I was being light (and I felt light - I loved Beth's post, which is why I linked to it) but some people didn't see it that way and I regret that.
Some of the comments on my Follows Back post also made me realise that I can be too harsh and judgemental.
I try not to be judgey. But I just am. Maybe I'm a bit of a nasty bully after all. The thought of that makes my heart soggy.*
So, apologies to my dear friend Beth. She knows I love her, but now you do too.
And apologies to the Follows Back people. I shouldn't have judged.
I'm not going to be posting for a while. I'm a bit tired of myself, to be honest.
Happy days to you!
x
* Thank you, Maxi-Taxi, for describing so well a feeling that is mostly indescribable.
Labels:
Anxiety,
Blog life,
For shame,
Friendship,
Inner delving
Thursday, August 25, 2011
** FOLLOWS BACK!!! **
I don't know about you, but seeing **FOLLOWS BACK** just makes me wince.
If you're a faithful oldie around Maxabella loves... (and by that I mean you've been visiting me long enough to have become bored with my sidebar long ago) you probably didn't notice that a little while ago I took the 'Google Friend' count off the side of my blog. I didn't remove the actual button because I love being able to 'follow' a blog myself, but I didn't want to have to worry about the numbers anymore.
I'm so tired of the numbers.
When I first started blogging, Flog Yo Blog Friday (at the time hosted by Mummytime and then by RRSAH and now by her Glowness) was a godsend. It's a lovely linky that really helps a newbie (and an oldie) to get to know other blogs they might like. There is none of that *FOLLOWS BACK* nonsense, although I did just notice that there is a pretty long list of participation rules going on lately, most of which involve needing to follow one person or another. But, regardless, it's just a really nice linky.
A lot of American blogs (and apologies if I'm generalising here but they do seem to mostly be American) seem to only do giveaways and 'linky party' posts. Both the giveaways and 'linky parties' have lots and lots of rules about following the blog and then following this person and then skipping two extra people and following the third and then the sixth and then... Sheesh, what are those 'linky parties' all about anyway? It's like there are blogs out there that exist just to link up to other blogs.
I kinda got into trouble with a blogger recently because I didn't bow down when she added my Grateful linky to her 'list of linky parties' page on her blog. I was kind of annoyed, actually, because there were all these **FOLLOWS BACK** bloggers coming over from her page and I had to keep removing them. They didn't bother to write an actual 'grateful' post, they just linked up their latest psalm post and I was supposed to be happy about that. So not happy.
It's hard to get your blog out there, I know that.* But do they really just want people to 'follow' them for the sake of saying they have more followers? What's the bloody point? Is it because of all the sponsorship business? Can't PR / Advertising companies see straight through all that marlarky anyway? I'd much rather have a magazine blog than a billboard blog. And by that I mean 'readers' rather than 'traffic'.
I dunno. I just know I'm so tired of the freaking numbers.
Do you worry about your 'stats'?
Is it because of a PR angle or is it something else?
How many blogs do you follow? Do you 'follow back'?
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* But if after all of that if you're still interested in the numbers, here's a little tip for bumping your name up the list that I only just realised. I used to have an ♥ symbol next to my blog name Maxabella loves... which was fiddly so I removed it about a month ago. Then I realised that I couldn't tell the difference between my newly installed Instagram page (also Maxabella loves) and my blog page in my browser, so I put a non-fiddly asterix before my blog name. Guess whose blog is number one in most people's lists of blogs they follow... that's right, it's * me!
[Image of the Pied Piper by Eugenio Recuenco]
Monday, August 15, 2011
Defining 'real'
My post yesterday had an amazingly positive reaction from everyone... but oddly enough reading back over what I said has left me feeling a bit hollow. I think there is more to this.
Because what does 'letting it all hang out' even mean exactly?
A blog I newly discovered yesterday was kind enough to tag me in her post. In it she questioned the normality of people like Rachel Zoe and her newly minted baby Skyler (seemingly brought to the world sponsored by Gucci, Louis Vuitton et al). Or whether Jennifer Hawkins was 'keeping it real' as the Marie Claire cover girl left untouched to show body flaws and body acceptance. Another blogger I love wondered why SJP had staged a photo shoot to imply that she was a 'hands on' mum. And many who commented on my post yesterday defined 'real' as being brave enough to reveal a messy house or even a messy soul. To put it all out there into the blogisphere and wait to see what comes back.
But what is real?
Rachel Zoe and SJP's reality is certainly different to mine. But are they any less real because they have loads of cash and live in a world of designer clothes and accessories? Just because they have a nanny, are they really 'pretending to be real' when they talk about being a mother?
I'm sure Jennifer Hawkins flaws are very real to her. Was she any less brave to do what she did because we think her face and body are flawless? Surely you're allowed to be beautiful and real at the same time.
As much as I know that they are not 'reality', would I really want to look at 'Home Reals' instead of 'Home Beautifuls'? Just look at the pictures I choose for my blog!
In reality, are the 'over-styled' blogs and lives that I enjoy banging on about so much any less real to the people who created them?
I guess I don't know their reality. They don't reveal it. But maybe that's the point.
Some bloggers are amazingly candid and their lives are open for all. I admire that, but I don't think that's necessarily the only way to 'keep it real' on the blogs. When I get stuck into a great blog, all I really ask is for honesty, self-expression and ownership. I just want that blogger to be proud to be themselves.
For me, my blog is as real as me (I've written about this before). I don't share anything on here that I wouldn't share in person. I like my world to look good and smell good and I guess my blog looks good and smells good too. I'm an honest writer, I write exactly how I talk (minus the swearing!). Sometimes I write things that I choose not to share but it's no more or less than I share in any other aspect of my life.
My house is not particularly messy. My life is not particularly messy. If 'messy' is what's real, then I don't really have a lot to say. Unlike more personal 'day in the life' sort of blogs, I don't really write about my everyday life, so you don't really know what my 'every day' is like. But I'm authentic, I'm me, I don't hold me back one little bit.
I don't cover up the cracks.
I don't 'theme' my life.
I don't pretend to be something I'm not.
I don't shy away from the hard bits.*
I don't back up the truck.
I think you can always tell when a blogger isn't being true to themselves but I guess what I'm trying to say is that it takes all kinds of people to make a world and it takes all those kinds of to make a blogging world too.
If you live a little bit in your dreams, then of course you're dreamy in blogland and I'm delighted to dream alongside you.
If you 'blog light' and share only what you want to, then I'm just honoured that you shared at all.
And if you 'blog heavy' and reveal more of yourself on your blog than anywhere else, I guess part of me is wondering why, but the bigger part is very, very glad.
So, if it's okay by you, I'll repeat what I said yesterday, but with a very important qualifier.
So, keep letting it all hang out there, bloggers of the world. I embrace you and the wind you threw your caution to.... Because the very act of blogging is brave. No matter how you choose to express yourself. No matter how deep you choose to go.
Blogging is brave. But living is even braver. Why should blogging be 'more real' than life?
What does 'real' mean to you?
* Most of the time.
[Image found here]
Not just for losers
I understand that many bloggers like to keep their blogs as their 'happy place'. They feel that the good memories are the ones worth recording and their blogs reflect that. I get it, sort of.
But in a lot of ways, I can get a big slap of 'happy place' from women's magazines, where newborns are all 'angels' and celebpretties wax lyrical about their tiny thighs and enormous meals. The same women's magazines that made me feel like a fat loser all through teenagedom and an even fatter loser after that.
A loser because I didn't have a boyfriend. A loser because I didn't have straight hair. A loser because I couldn't afford designer clothes, a personal trainer, a salon wax, frosted tips or, during the early nineties, Hammer pants. A loser because... well, I was me.
Easy solution: I stopped buying those stupid mags in my late twenties and never really looked back. Oh, okay, I swapped my addiction to women's mags for my addiction to house porn, but you've gotta start somewhere right? See, now I'm just a loser because of my house. It's not really about me any more.
Intellectually I'm aware that those house porn mags 'fake it' (loving the connotations attached to that sentence!). Intellectually I know that they back the truck up full of the latest and greatest and practically shove the featured family out of the way to create their 'styled casual' home for them. But emotionally, I'm attached to that idea of 'the perfect family home' that looks like that all the time. Emotionally I believe that there are families out there that live with all-white furnishings that stay white; that their children's toys are only made of wooden and recycled tyres. Families that exist in colour-coordinated clothes that don't clash with their smearless red Smeg fridge and matching crumbless toaster.
So, intellectually, we get it; emotionally we just plain want it. Marketing geeks (of which I am one) call it 'aspirational marketing' and, I'm telling you, they go out of their way to make you feel like what you've got right now isn't good enough. There's great stuff in the world and you're not it.
Fortunately my new 'happy place' is the land of the smoodgy, smudgy, smidgy world of beautiful blogs that are real and honest and true. The happy and the WTFHT*? As much as I love a styled 'occasion', I love even more the flaws, the mishaps, the madness and the muddy mess of life. I often wonder why I visit the over-styled blogs when I've got my house porn to keep me feeling sufficiently loserish (there is a book out there called 'The Perfectly Imperfect Home' - I kid you not! Get a life!). I just don't need the blog world to turn on me as well. So, keep letting it all hang out there, bloggers of the world. I embrace you and the wind you threw your caution to.
Do you let it all hang out? Or do you hang back a little?
Is your blog your happy place?
* What The Fuck Happened There?
[Image by schorlemädchen]
Labels:
Anxiety,
Blog life,
Consumerism,
Fashion(ish),
Growing up,
Home,
Inner delving
Thursday, August 11, 2011
Things I filter (just)
I think it's fairy obvious that I suffer from a condition known as Speakbeforeuthinkitis. I never quite caught onto the idea of applying a filter between my every thought and my mouth. So, if it's in the head, it's as good as said.
Ever wondered why I schedule my posts? Well, now you know. Scheduling allows me a little buffer between writing and actually publishing. It's a buffer that I have indeed relied on from time to time.
I thought I'd share a list of topics that I've written about, but have decided not to publish. Some are too controversial, some I was writing ahead of really knowing what I wanted to say, others are merely boring even beyond my usual dullness.
I think the subjects alone make you realise how important that filter is and what a dehabilitating condition Speakbeforeuthinkitis can be.
The worst mother in the school*
Why I don't do sponsored posts
What religion means to me
The most boring job in the world**
The mean side of blogging
Committed to social media
The falseness of make-up
There you have it. A trip through the less-than-delightful unpublished drafts folder of Maxabella loves... All posts I spent a little time on that will most likely never see the light of day. Hmmmm... most likely.
Do you have 'unpublished' posts?
What sort of topics did you shy away from?
* A perfectly fine topic if you are writing about yourself, of course.
** Darn, just realised I published this one on Monday. Sorry about that - the filter is obviously a little rosy from time to time...
[Image created by Carol Rivello and found here]
Saturday, July 16, 2011
Pause: zero
So I'm off on my annual road trip mid-next week and I thought I'd have a little blog pause while I'm at it. It's always nice to give yourself some space to do all those important re moments - refresh, review, rewind, reinvigorate... re, re, re.
Maxabella loves... won't be dormant, however, as I have loads of beautiful images and quotations that I've been stockpiling because, well, I just love them a lot. I thought I'd post ten of them while I'm off galivanting and I hope you enjoy them as much as I do.
Before I go today, here are six new things I'm loving lately:
1. Blogger blogs have lots of dynamic viewing options. For instance, check out Maxabella loves... in Mosaic mode. Pretty snazzy, huh?
2. Google's What do you love? helps you keep track of the things you love. You just type in a topic and it captures all sorts of stuff for you. To be honest, I'm not sure exactly what you'd use it for, but I'm kinda clueless like that.
3. If you're into vintage images, you can't go past The Graphics Fairy.
4. Never one to want to feel left out, I started a Facebook page for my blog. Again, clueless, but let's see what I do with it when I get back from my sparky blarky session, no?
5. Did my image today give you a little 'what tha?' moment? Cinemagraphs are both extremely beautiful and yet somehow a little creepy. Thee Blog has a great wrap up on how it all works. You can see more of Jamie Beck's work on his tumblr blog.
6. My blogging buddy Brenda is having a week of fab giveaways on her darling blog (today's giveaway is a $100 Myer gift card - you can't go wrong!). Do pop over and pay her a visit. She is a chocolate-sweet gal with a gooey-delicious centre.
Enjoy the next week and a bit.
Stay out of trouble. Be kind to others.
Don't fret about things you can't control.
Don't pat strange dogs. Do remember to sing.
[Image by Jamie Beck and Kevin Burg]
Thursday, June 30, 2011
HAPPY GIVEAWAY: Your perfect party outfit
Maxabella loves... Population: 1000.
Cue even more dancing in the streets than usual (or is that just me?).
So, we're going to need a celebration, right?
I couldn't figure out a fun way to have a party on a blog... but I do know that a dazzling party needs a dazzling outfit, so I thought why not supply the outfit and maybe the party will happen?
So I got in touch with three labels that I absolutely adore and that I have raved about on my blog before (because I want them to like me). Guess what, they like me and they were only too happy to provide us with our perfect party outfit.
Cue the marching brass band!
Up front on’ fabulous frock’, we have none other than...
I’m a big fan of this label’s ability to make me want to flaunt my curves rather than hide them. The winner of our giveaway gets to choose a Leona Edmiston Ruby dress from the fabulous online store. There are so many gorgeous frocks to choose from and stock changes monthly, so you’re sure to find something you love to bits and pieces. I absolutely love that Leona Edmiston has been kind enough to allow our winner to choose the style that suits them best, so it really will be the perfect party dress.
On amaaaaazing shoes, we have...
Seriously, how cool is it that these guys allow you to design your own shoes? Hello Manolo! Shoes of Prey is absolutely amazing and I am saving up to make my perfect pair of leopard print flats. But our winner won't need to save up as they will receive a $220 voucher to put towards designing the perfect Shoes of Prey shoes to match their Leona. Did I just see a duck that was looking particularly fortuitous walk by?
And providing the high notes we have...
I adore my Elk Accessories necklaces and pendants and I never fail to get complimented when I wear them. I am very happy to hear that they are launching a ‘Mr Elk’ in August sometime. It’s my dream come true: LOML and I can match! (Just kidding. No, really!)
Anyway, I managed to persuade Elk to contribute a pair of Silver Birdie stud earrings (of course they’re birdies!) to our darling party outfit.
They are go-anywhere-and-look-beautiful earrings, but they will look particularly glam when accessorising your designer party outfit.
So, that's dress, shoes and accessories all taken care of - dazzling indeed.
Won't you look sensational?
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How to enter
One lucky winner takes all.
- One Leona Edmiston Ruby dress from the online store.
- One $220 voucher from Shoes of Prey
- One pair of Silver Birdie stud earrings from Elk Accessories
Winner selected randomly from comments left on this post by 14.7.11 / 5pm Sydney time (winner announced 9pm Sydney time on 15 July). Please make sure you have an email address attached to your comment profile or included in your comment to win. Oh and because this celebration is all about the following, you need to be a follower of Maxabella loves... to win.
There are lots of ways for to gain entries (just make sure you leave a comment for each one!):
- For one entry, just leave a comment on this post revealling what your perfect party outfit looks like.
- Tweet this post for one extra entry (leave me a separate comment to let me know you tweeted, oh and I'm @Maxabella2 but I'm a hopeless tweeter so don't get excited).
- Facebook for another one (leave me a separate comment to let me know you’ve faced).
- Write a post about the competition and you'll get three extra entries (leave three separate comments to let me know you've posted, one with a link!).
- Put my giveaway button up on the sidebar of your blog for two extra entries (leave two separate comments to let me know you’ve done this, one with a link to your blog)
<div align="center"><a href="http://maxabellaloves.blogspot.com/2011/06/your-perfect-party-outfit-giveaway.html" title="Party Giveaway at Maxabella loves..."><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgr_50A8YQSMiIheXYmIml1E5yYGFctLahJrhiuTsZxIubjmFLp3lzz2RAaAq6rwQg0HJ0YNciw0OiKGHkqE9vvBXrO6LTYsBiDa94keYfZuLF66jWmQIMGrkosR6vKcPI0cu2se4ncqLQz/" alt="Party Giveaway at Maxabella loves..." style="border:none;" /></a></div>Good luck and have fun checking out the collections at Elk Accessories, Shoes of Prey and Leona Edmiston. Thank you from the bottom of my heart to Prue from Leona Edmiston, Ziba from Two Birds Talking for Elk Accessories and Jodie from Shoes of Prey for not laughing at my random email and being a part of my blog sort-of-kind-of party. Enjoy yourselves!
[Party image found here. Please let me know if this image is yours and sorry I butchered it to make my giveaway button!]
[Oh, and I used this Code Generator to get the code for my button - it was super easy so I really appreciate it.]Tuesday, June 28, 2011
Further reflections on word verification
At the risk of becoming the web's foremost commentator on word verification, I just had to share this one.
I blog a lot from my phone. It drives me nuts, especially with the whole auto-correct thing making me say things like 'farmed' when I really wrote 'farked'. I end up writing really deep comments like "wow, you should just tell them to farm off" and "The world is really farmed up". Makes me sound like I'm overly supportive of our hardworking primary producers when all I really want to do is use the world's most common adjective to express my distaste without actually writing fuck.
But I digress.
I blog a lot from my phone. It drives me nuts. It takes ages to type out a comment in the tiny little box and then you hit 'send' and the random (but is it?) word verification rolls up. The other night, after struggling along with my one finger typing on the tiny little virtual-keys and trying to read what I wrote in the tiny little font and writing a really long comment because I just can't shut-up even in a tiny little box, well...
This is the word verification that rolled in: hytzyqwbd.
Or was it hytqzybd?
Or hbzyqwmk?
Either way, I just stared at that tiny little mother farmer and thought what the farm?
All that effort and now I have to spend 10 minutes trying to type out the indecipherable word verification while that stupid auto-correct sees you typing 'hbzyqwmk' and suggests things like 'he thinks' just because it's stupid and can't? It's bad enough when you get a word veri with vowels - but what's with these lengthy odes to the constanant? What's wrong with 'cat' or 'sat' or 'mat'? Could a robot read 'cat' and type out 'cat'? Could it?
Aah. So glad I got that out.
Come on, hit me with some word verification stories and perhaps an auto-correct or two?
[Image from here]
Saturday, June 18, 2011
Don't follow me, I'm lost too?
The other night, my post was so offensive I lost five followers.
Yes, five people chose to leave my accidental-cult of followers* after revelations that my husband's Italian family were... a lovely, warm family.**
Hmmmmm.... that can't be right.
Of course it isn't. Followers drop off and join in on this blog all the time. Except for the fact that five abruptly exited at once, I may not have even noticed.***
But I remember the first time I 'lost' a follower, I was mortified - why would someone want to unfollow me. Was it something I said? Was I not fun enough? Was I, gasp, boring?
Oh, fickle followers, I thought. But I know different now.
Followers come and followers go, such is the merry roundabout of blogging life. New faces in, some faces lost. A little trace left behind or none whatsoever. There are so many so fabulous blogs out there (my latest 'must read - at least whenever I can' is Emily over at The Beetle Shack) that it's really, really hard not to let the eye wander off to landscapes new. It's hard to choose the blogs that you'll follow and stick with.
And how marvellous is that!
Have you misplaced a follower? How did it make you feel?
* Seriously, since when were the David Koreshs of the world involved in internet platform development?
** What is even more of a shame is that I named the post 'part one', indicating that I'm going in for another round soonest.
*** This is a lie.
[Follow Me tights from here are actually Twitter tights, but still...]
Tuesday, June 7, 2011
Is eight too young for a Facebook account?
So, my reputation as a Parenting Expert is growing and I have received an email from a confused parent looking for some advice. What tha?
My response was, in a nutshell, "Have you met me?"
Now, we all know that I'm just plain lucky the Tsunamis appear to be nourished, unbroken and, well, alive... so Dave and I decided that the best approach would be to harness the collective parenting might of the Maxabella lovelies instead. And, naturally, I get to put in my own two cents as well.
See, Dave's eight year old son wants a Facebook account. His friend has one so he wants one. He already likes playing Farmville on his Mum's account (so that's who's out there throwing pigs at each other). His Mum is happy for her son to have a Facebook account of his own, provided that it is heavily sanctioned and monitored. Dave's concern is that starting the boy up when he is too young risks exposing him to to cyber-bulling and adult content that might kill his interest in social networking forever.
My two cents is that if you have to heavily sanitise or monitor a product before giving it to your kids, the product is too old for your kids. Full stop. Why start them up so young on a product that was obviously made for an older audience (and admits that's the case by requiring that you have to be older than 13 to use it).
And Dave, it starts with Facebook at eight and then where does it go?
Over the course of three generations, 'being a child' has been squeezed down by canny marketers from being 0 - 18 (up to the 1950s) to being 0 - 12 (up to 1952 when Bill Haley and those busy American marketers invented the concept of the 'teenager') to being 0 - 7 (in the nineties when the 'tweenager' came along). There's not a lot of time allocated to just being young anymore; not involved in or even knowing about what 'society' even is. And I stress that during that time of rapid social change, it has been no secret that physically, emotionally and mentally our children have struggled to keep up with the marketers*. Keeping up with this 'society' we've created is literally killing our kids.
We know all of this as parents, yet we continue to allow our children to do things to 'keep up' with the other kids. Big corporations who want to sell our kids stuff are pretty much deciding what the rules of 'up' are and 'other parents let their kids follow those rules, so it must be okay.' But while we're freely handing over the responsibility of raising our children to 'other parents', they are ironically thinking they are handing over the responsibility to us. The net result is that the peer group is raising itself, following rules made up by some company wanting to make a profit out of them, while we foolishly judge the success of our parenting on whether our children are an accepted part of this ungodly mess. Like deers caught in headlights, what a trap we have found ourselves in.
Because, oh, we know that there are worse things than not fitting in. There are worse things than not keeping up with a society gone mad.
This debate has, of course, been going on for generations and each generation has upped the ante on their parents. And as much as we remember the manipulative techniques we used to pull on our own parents, we remember even more strongly that desperate longing to fit in when we were kids / teens / tweens ourselves. The outcome is that more than ever, our generation has a struggle on our hands to resist the 'but she's doing it' pleas and just say no to our kids. It's unbelievably hard because our immediate reaction is that our child will be lonely and bereft if we don't let them do what everyone else is doing.
But what if everyone else decided that enough was enough as well? What if we all got together at our individual schools and agreed an array of things that we promised we won't allow our children to do? A formal manifesto that we promise we will do everything we can to abide by. A difficult manifesto to agree on, of course, but if we could manage it, wouldn't it take away a little bit of the steering power of the peer group and those marketers... just a little?**
While I genuinely think that most of our children are going to grow up just fine despite what our superficial, materialistic, sexualised, celebrity-obsessed society is doing to them, more and more of them won't. We need to use our brains, not our hearts on this one. Think beyond the immediate gratification of our darling children and look at what's on the road ahead. Because right now it looks to me that there's a massive pile of deranged bullshit on the road ahead and we're all in danger of hurtling right into it.
What do you think about Dave's dilemma? Is an eight year old too young?
Would you create an agreement with parents on some values you'd all agree to for your group of kids?
* This is just one article siting the damage that our society it doing to our kids. There are so many out there, it's frightening.
** I made this up, but I'm liking this idea more and more. If you agree that it's got legs, I'll expand on it and get something together that we can work on as a group. I would then be more than happy to be 'Patient X' and try out our manifesto on the P&C at my children's school... please let me know what you think of the idea.
Monday, May 30, 2011
Not visiting, drowning

I'm writing, I'm posting (always writing, always posting), but I'm just not getting around to visit many blogs right now. I hope you will accept this lovely picture I've found as my apology. It depicts myself as I perform graceful acrobatics whilst slowly drowning under my work load.
As soon as I can find a spare second in my crammed life, I will be over to catch up with yours'.
x
[Image found here. Please let me know if this is your image so I can credit your loveliness.]
Friday, May 20, 2011
This week I'm grateful for... reflection
I've had a week of quiet contemplation, one way or another.
Firstly, I had to really get a grip on myself earlier in the week because I was spazzing a bit about the Kidspot Top 50 Bloggers comp. Seriously, how many shades of sad and needy can I turn? Don't worry, I slapped myself around the face and I woke up to myself and I wrote this post and I feel much better about the whole darn thing.
Secondly, I've been reassessing those juggling balls again this week. I'm taking on too much again and it's eating into my important sitting down time.
Thirdly, a few work things have been shaken up a bit and... I'm shaken up a bit. Rolled, but not rattled, so to speak. All is well, but I'm having to find my feet AGAIN and it's getting harder and harder to roll with the punches, to be honest.
And just today, a blogger that I love included me in her post in a way that I am very comfortable with, but... it's made me think once again about the heavy power of words.
So, this week I'm grateful for...
127. Reflection - taking the time to stop for a minute and think about the way things are.
128. Expression - I am so glad that I seem to be able to express my true meaning and have others understand what I am trying to say (for the most part, god knows there are some doozy exceptions!) Many people struggle with this so much so it's an ability that I am very grateful for indeed.
129. Remembering - where we've come from, what plans we had, the map we followed and how far along the road we are. My sister has a linky on Saturdays that perfectly reminds us to do this with our blogs. Come join in!
So, what's making you smile today? Add your I'm Grateful For post to the list below (and please, we love you, but it really does matter that your post is a Grateful one and not just a random), add the button (grab the code from my sidebar and paste it into your post) andpretty-please add a link back to me. Then pop over to visit other bloggers who are spreading a little sunshine.
[Image by Rebeca Cygnus - you must check out her amazing, dreamy, lush work!]
Thursday, May 19, 2011
Something new to add about blogging?

Back when I was thinking about doing my 'first birthday' blog post, I was wracking my brains for some interesting blog-type tidbit to pass on and darn if I couldn't think of anything unique to add to the discussion.
But I think I have something new to add after all!
Because I have lots of lovely, engaged 'followers' (man, I hate that word!), I often get emails from new bloggers asking me how I built my community so quickly. I generally respond with the 'big three':
1. Enjoy visiting lots of blogs and leave comments when you can
2. Write at regular times so people know when to find you
3. Ask questions in your post if you are interested in a response
Like I said, the usual suspects.
But I think I have something new to add after all!
I had a little bit of time to browse on Tuesday and I did something I haven't done for a long time. I 'hopped' from new blog to new blog to see what's out there. I'm sure we all do this, usually clicking on links we've never been to in the blog rolls on each blog we visit. Standard stuff.
But I think I have something new to add after all!
Because what I did, and have always done without realising what it meant, was read the comments on posts that interested me and then I clicked on a comment that interested me and then I visited that person's blog and if I liked it, I left a comment and if I really, really liked it, I followed. That's how I built my community, you see, by finding out about the blogs of people who are already commenters.
You see?
We all know stacks of great people who read many, many blogs but don't tend to leave a comment. Which is just fine (although I don't know how they do it, I can't shut up myself). But if you want some engagement and interaction on your site (which, I don't know about you, but for me is the best bit about blogging) then look to make friends with the commenters.
That's all. Probably not so revelationary after all now that I see it written down (which is so often the case, isn't it!), but it was a big 'jump in the air' moment for me when I suddenly realised what I was subconsciously up to. Do you do things like that?
And now, in the true spirit of blogging, I invite every single person who is reading this post to leave me a comment to say hi. Even if it's just a 'hi' or even a dreaded :) and even if you stay Anonymous.
Just so I know you're there.
[Image originally found here]
Monday, May 16, 2011
Maxabella Hearts Life too

Yesterday (yes, YESTERDAY) the lovely gals at We Heart Life asked me over to play. I can't believe I forgot to link up with them. Carly interviewed me about the things I love and it was so much fun talking about myself. You know how it is...
So, please, head over and say hi. We Heart Life is a great site full of positive vibes and great advice.
I need you to visit so they don't think I'm a bad bloggy friend. C'mon gang, let's rally!
x
[Image via weheartit]
Sunday, May 1, 2011
Weheartit... sometimes
I've lost my word verification amusement (so many have thoughtfully turned the darn thing off). So, I've had to move onto new pastures to get my 'what tha what?' kicks.
My new pasture is where weheartit grazes.
Anyone who reads the comments I often leave by my picture credits (that would be all none of you, but that's okay) will know that I have a love / hate relationship with weheartit. I love that I can quickly find some beautiful images there; I hate that there is virtually no crediting of any of those beautiful images whatsoever. I love that I can bookmark my faves; I hate that I can't search through my faves. I love that it's like a trip down teenage lane as I wade through all the images of gorgeous girls doing fun things that ordinary girls sitting on their beds at home have bookmarked; I hate that I also have to wade through 27,000 Bieber images, especially ones that have added statements like 'Always remember where you came from and always remember to remain humble* - Justin Bieber, 2011'. (And, for an even funnier Bieber moment, do check out 'Enhanced Bieber'.)
But what amuses me about weheartit is that they appear to have the worst Search-Matching in the entire webisphere. 'Search-Matching' is my own technical term, I don't know what it's actually called. It's where a program uses complicated logirhythms to decide what you might like based on preferences you've shown before. It's why iTunes Genius seems to think my sister would be into Jason Donovan.
So, the weheartit Search-Match clearly needs even more complicated logirhythms. When viewing sweet little images that I found by searching for 'Thank you', weheartit thoughtfully added a 'Similar Images' box. It listed an image of a lion devouring a wildebeest, an image of a woman checking out her non-existent butt in a mirror and an image of a note that said 'So Cry Me A Fucking River, Bitch'.
What tha what?
So, weheartit, I'm climbing more and more out of love with you every day. Seriously, dude, you've got to try harder if you want to keep me coming back for more. I'm complicated like that.
Do you use weheartit or similar photo-bookmarking sites? Do you enjoy scrolling aimlessly through pictures like I do? And what kind of music does iTunes recommend for you?
* I may be paraphrasing here. He may have said something else like 'If me and my girlfriend were fighting, and it got to the point where she started crying, I would just shut up and hold her.' - Justin Bieber, 2011.
[Image of gorgeous girls doing fun things via weheartit - you see what I'm dealing with here? No credit. Some random tumblr page as the reference. Sux.]
Wednesday, April 27, 2011
The good, the bad and the blogly
Quietly and without fanfare, Maxabella loves... turned one yesterday. A whole ONE. Of course, I wanted a street parade (with bunting) (and a brass band) (and probably some marching servicemen – no, wait, that was Anzac Day), but foolishly I elected to have a mini-blogging break instead. The whimper approach to celebrating.
Devastatingly underwhelming to an over-celebrator like myself. So I've come back a day earlier than anticipated, just to say 'yay'.
'Yay,' she said.
I’m that amazed that a whole year has gone by in Maxabellaland that I feel the need to mark the occasion somehow. A quick whip around some favourite ‘older’ blogs tells me that the traditional first anniversary thing to do is a ‘what I’ve learned about blogging’ post. What fun! I’m always up for a chance to show off – however ungrounded in reality the showing off may be. But since I’m not particularly wise as to what makes my own blog tick - and honestly I'm hopeless at all that SEO and meta tags and traffic stats and hyperhystericalwhyamIblogging testing (I made that up, did you notice?) - instead I thought I’d post a bit about what I like in other blogs.
I like a short post
Long posts are hard to make time for. Long posts tend to waffle on a bit. I confess that I will probably skim read any post longer than about half a page. Sorry, but I do. We need to remember that as bloggers we are both the writer and the editor. I think the editor bit gets forgotten a lot.
I like a focus
Be it your children, your art, your love of pretty pictures, your business, your dog (okay, probably not your dog, but that’s just me)... whatever it is, make something the main focus of your blog. Just so it all hangs together well. I guess your blog's focus could be product reviews and social service announcements and the like, but I'm sorry (snore) I'm unlikely to read them.
I like the unassuming blog
By that I mean that you assume I know nothing. So you’ve probably got a little ‘about me’ page or blurb somewhere. All the main characters in your blog are introduced and well-explained so if I’m new to your blog I can quickly see who’s who in the zoo. And if you refer to something you've blogged about before, please add a link to your old post so I can play catch up. This way, I feel like I can become part of your little community quickly and easily.
I like a story-teller
You can tell by my reference to ‘characters’ in the point above. Your blog is your story. Your posts are your (short!) chapters. Tell your story in an engaging, authentic way and I’ll always be back for more.
I like a topical blog
You’re posting about things that matter in your life right now. A rebuttal to a newspaper article you read on the weekend (Jacinta Tynan articles are always a good bet here); a reflection on the way a new trend fits in with your own life (wearing hot pants at school pick up – yes or no?); something important that’s happened in your life that you want to mull over a little with your blogging buddies. I want to believe that we’re talking to each other about meaningful things that are going on right now. And let’s face it, if your posts are topical, then your readers will really, really want to comment. And you’ll like that a lot.
I like engagement
I love to read other people's blogs probably even more than I like writing my own. I try to make the time to comment on most posts I read, most of the time. I go through lengthy patches where a quick read on the train is all I can commit to, but I do try. I adamantly believe that reading, commenting and engaging with other people’s blogs is the key to being successful on your own. So, make it as easy as possible for people to talk to you.
I like it on the blogs best
I like it when you email me a reply to my comment, but I don't expect it. I've never done this, it looks like a bit of a chore to be honest. I take on board all the comments I receive on every post and my response hopefully pops up somewhere on my blog in the not to distant future. I try not to be too neglectful by emailing you direct if you ask me a question - um, most of the time. I feel slack now... let me know if you need some email love and we'll sort it out!
I like secrets
Always be snugly comfortable with what you’re putting out there, but don’t be afraid to be a little bit raw. I like the pretty blogs with the pretty people and the pretty lives, but I think I would be just as happy reading about them in a magazine. I like the blogs that keep it real a whole lot more. Real is a beautiful thing in blog world.
At the risk of making this an even longer post (see how waffly a long post can be!) I’ll be off now. But thank you all very, very much for supporting Maxabella loves... through my first year. Only once (maybe twice) so far have I ever thought it might become Maxabella loved...
What sort of blogs do you most like to read? Why do you think they work so well?
What do you think works on your own blog? Do you care much?
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edited later the same day...
I just want to say that, of course, some long posts are amazing.
Tuesday, April 19, 2011
The praise junkie
Most of the posts I write have my incessant need for praise buried in them somewhere (go on, you'll find it). It's quite possible that I wouldn't even get out of bed in the mornings if LOML wasn't there with a swift 'you look gorgeous today, honey'. I'm such a praise-junkie that part of me even believes him.
Growing up I would seek praise like a heat-missile seeks prey. The need to please others was ingrained and impossible to shake. Which of course led to gushes of tears should I actually go the opposite way and disappoint someone. My poor parents, disciplining their daughter through a sea of snot. (Don't worry, Mum and Dad, karma came calling... Cappers is exactly the same as me. It's tragic.)
So, help me out a little. I've been nominated (by my sister, don't get too excited) for the People's Choice Awards in the Sydney Writers' Centre Best Australian Blogs 2011. It's very exciting as besides realising my dream of drowning in an avalanche of praise-sweet-praise, I could also win a creative writing course. Yes, I really could!
So, please. Vote for me. Then I will stop with this incessant groveling, I promise. Oh, at least until the Kidspot Best Blogs award comes out 'cos I've been nommed in that one too... why, yes, yes I have.
Click on the image to vote. I'm on page 2 (I always wanted to say that, or was it page 3 that had the chicks?).
[Image via weheartit and I can't for the life of me work out why searching for 'praise' just ended up with a whole lot of pics of dogs. Well, maybe I could work it out, but still.]
Tuesday, April 5, 2011
Please spam me, I love you too
Talk me through spam. Who writes it? Why? What do they hope to get out of it?
I imagine that if it was a solid marketing message spammed onto carefully targeted blogs... well, it would still piss me off royally, but at least I could understand it. There's always someone who buys that stuff thereby opening the floodgates.
But, really, I don't want to BOYCOTT AMERICAN WOMEN, despite the fact that you've asked me to about 128 times now. Nor am I particularly fond of your broken-English promise to love my blog for all iturnity. And, please, I'm just not that into obscure Russian invitations to... er, what exactly?
Where do you come from? I don't understand.
Don't worry, I'm in no danger of turning back on my word verification. I probably get about six spams a day and they are no trouble to delete. But, ooooooooh, ANOTHER scrouge on the world that I have to almost-read so I know that I don't want to read it. Like a lot of advertising (ssssshhhhh... I didn't just say that... you know I LOVE my advertising industry... but only the really good, clever, entertaining stuff... and I still don't want to buy anything!)
Have you ever responded to an unsolicited email?
Have you ever bought something from a random telemarketer?
Do you think charities should be allowed to call you even when companies can't? (Just thought I'd throw that one in there!!!)
[Image via Buzzfeed]
Thursday, March 17, 2011
There's really only one thing to say today...
If you're going, just enjoy the socks off the Aussie Bloggers Conference!
Not to suggest for a second that I am anything but optimistic, but for me, the over-riding thing was 'what if meeting my fave bloggers in person changes their blog for me?' I would be devastated beyond belief. So I didn't even think about attending, just in case. Blogs are too precious to tamper with.
Will you be there? What are you most looking forward to?
Are you not? Do you know why?
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