Saturday, January 23, 2010

The ultimate in blogging

I’ll try to say this delicately.

In my pre-blogging days, I used to joke about people who found it desirable to flood the universe with the minute details of their lives.

Clearly, this was before I found it advisable to show you my new Uggs. It was also before I began following your holiday traditions, complicated families, household disasters, pithy observations, and Brazilian waxes. Collectively, we do put a lot of personal stuff out there.

Last night, hubby and I were talking about his daily report to our daughter about the grandkids' diaper changes: wet vs. poopy, and in the case of the latter, any notable variations in shape, color, consistency, or amount.

And suddenly we had the perfect model for the ultimate too-much-information blog. Let's borrow a title from the description of diamonds: Cut, Color, Clarity, and Carat.

You’re welcome to run with it.

Update 1/29: To illustrate the potential of CCCandC, Hubby inaugurated an imaginary vlog version for a couple of days, periodically calling out things like, "3 p.m., rich chestnut flecked with poppy seeds, ample, nicely firm." or "11 a.m., mustard (Dijon, not Kraft), minimal, amorphous." Clearly, there is plenty of opportunity for cleverness and style. You're still welcome to run with it.

31 comments:

LadyFi said...

That's hilarious! I recognize these conversations from the days when the kids were small...

Ladybird World Mother said...

I think you would have a massive following!! Can so remember the obsession with colour and consistency... oh, and regularity too!

Mrsblogalot said...

I can get very distracted with the mere mention of diamonds. As I am now very distracted by those adorable pink Uggs.

I might have to run over to Zappos after this! (-:

DJan said...

Interesting. I have often wondered why some people put their most intimate details on a blog, but then I realized that most people forget that anybody can read this stuff! And scatological references are usually confined to bloggers with small children. Usually.

JenJen said...

Great idea!

but I disagree with DJan; I don't think that people forget that "anyone can read this stuff." I think that we very much know that. Which is why, at least for me, I keep my personal info(last name, family member's names, location, etc) out of my blog.
That said, "intimate details" with a spin of humor can make for entertaining reading. Kids or not.

Kathy said...

Often times I have had to delete things that I have typed when I remember that TMI is just that...too much information.

As far as names and stuff...it's all out there somewhere anyway so I don't worry to much about that.

I'll be doing a post soon about my now 29 year old son and his non-working colon at birth....I will warn people at the start of the post that it's a lot of poop talk!

Ms Sparrow said...

Every subject under the sun is of interest to somebody. And, freedom of speech entitles us to blather about everything from our ingrown toenail to our deepest spiritual experiences. I guess you could say that blogging just increases the "marketplace of ideas". Good for us!

sandy said...

Hehe! We bloggers do tend to put it all out there! By the way, I love you new Uggs!

Welcome to SITS! It's great to have you in the SITStahood!

Sallie (FullTime-Life) said...

For bloggers, it's a fine line between TMI and ....well, just boring. I enjoy knowing some personal information so that it feels as if I'm listening to a friend or neighbor, but maybe not what would normally just be shared with, say, the person who shares your pillows!

But I know I skew toward the very oldest end of the blogging world, so my sharing comfort level is different from most bloggers I expect.

Just Lisa said...

I am guilty of writing my share of poopy diaper blogs! Hey, a writer writes what she knows!

Welcome to SITS! We're happy to have you with us!

Allyson said...

So...I'd have to say that I used to find the poop color/consistency conversation really disgusting (even if it WAS necessary when picking the kiddos at daycare). But I don't pick up any kids from daycare...so...

And then, worried about my cats' bathroom habits, I started quizzing my husband, who cleans their litterbox every night (yeah yeah...he gets 25 gold stars for cleaning the litterbox EVER DAY). Then I caught myself having it. No, I wouldn't blog about it...but sometimes I catch myself getting ready to. Yep. It's personal alright. But how's that any different than Lisa Marie Presley telling it all in a published memoir? I'm just not getting paid for my crap chronicles.

Jen said...

LOL! That's funny and something that I do all the time and make my hubby tell me. Why I want to know this, is really beyond me. :)


Stopped by from SITS to say hi and welcome.

WhisperingWriter said...

I just remember reading that breastfed babies had sweet smelling poop in one of those parenting books.

I soon figured out that the book was lying.

There is no such thing as a sweet smelling poop.

Tracie said...

Glad those days are over for me.

A friend of the family played favorites with her kids. When changing her favored child's pooed diapers she would say "It just smells like peaches."

Julie said...

Here getting caught up on my blog reading. Happy Sunday! Love your new Uggs, by the way!

carma said...

an UGG Update is of urgent importance ;-)

Stopping by to say 'hi' and welcome to SITS. I know that you will enjoy being a part of this vibrant community of bloggers!

Far Side of Fifty said...

Well a Grandpa has gotta do what he has to do..I love the fours C's..seems to fit! I am probably one of the worst people to talk about TMI..but I blog like it is..:)

gayle said...

Oh I so thought you got diamonds from your sweet husband!! and after getting those Uggs

I know what you mean ...when I keep my grandson ...I always say he "pooped today"

Moogie said...

My grandson is 11 now. But I remember those poopy diapers. It still makes me laugh.

So Not Mom-a-licious said...

heehee...I love it. That describes poo talk to a T!

Stopping by from SITS to give you a big welcome to the SITStahood. We are so glad you could join us and look forward to seeing you around!

A Voice From Now said...

It does seem pretty remarkable that people are willing to commit so much of themselves to this open forum. I'm still getting used to that. My mother would blush the color of ripe beets if she were to read what you just wrote! It's all true, of course, but most people don't acknowledge it.

Matthew said...

I have no diapers of my own so don't mind stopping by to get a fix of others!

Sandy said...

That's most definitely TMI. And yes I am often surprised about how much personal stuff bloggers put out there.

And it is amazing how hooked you can get on this activity.

Thanks for stopping by on my SITS day!

Jeanie said...

I sometimes wonder if TMI is what gets people involved in blog reading. I do know the "poop" talk from keeping my grandkids and for some strange reason Doc now feels like he has to report the dogs "activity" to me from time to time.

Gamma Sharon said...

We do put a lot of personal stuff out there, but I think it is kind of therpeutic. (I know I probably spelt that wrong).
Anyways, I am stopping by from SITS, you were ahead of me on roll call.
Hope your day is wonderful!
BTW, isn't being a Grandma wonderful!

UberGrumpy said...

I think 'wet vs. poopy' would be pretty good too!

Anita said...

Well, Dr. Oz is doing it, so you can too! :)

But yes, I've read some interesting stuff in the blogophere. People are very brave.

bettyl said...

You guys need to get out more ;-)

MissKris said...

Being the only grandma in the vicinity, not only do I do day care 55 hours per week for my 2 grandsons but I occasionally do weekend duty, just to give their parents a break away. That was the case this weekend. The boys and I all had colds so not only did we have diarrhea diapers but snotty noses that ran like rivers, vomit, and general grumpiness. I could tell you a thing or two about a thing or two, haha!

JOE TODD said...

It is Monday and the sun is out and I enjoyed a good laugh reading your post.. Thanks

NV said...

TOO funny! But my “child” has fur – and the conversation between my mother and I is not that different.
It’s amazing how poop-obsessed you can become when a condition that results in either too much – or too little – of the byproduct can send you to the emergency vet and then back home with $1,500 in vet bills!

I try not to blog about those. :-)

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