I like to rearrange things now and again.
I’m the girl that moves the bed to the opposite side of the room, just because I’ need a little change. Once the big bastard has been moved and I’ve poured out 3 gallons of sweat and suffered a fractured hip, I realize that I can no longer see the television. But, I can’t move the television because there is no cable outlet on the other wall.
So, I admit defeat, move the bed back where it is supposed to be, and I call it a day.
I got tired of being Write, Rinse, Repeat. Plain, plumb tired.
I remember the night when WRR came to me. Oh, what an awesome blog name it was at the time! It would be just like a shampoo bottle, with instructions to rinse and repeat something. And, it made perfect sense, right?
I write. I rinse dishes, clothes, my baby’s butt. Then I do it all over again. It was the blog name to end all blog names. The world would be changed. Forever.
Not so much.
I’ve grown tired of the rinsing and repeating. I’ve gotten a new bad ass dishwasher, high tech washing machine, and the kid is nearly potty trained. I don’t rinse so much anymore, so I was living a lie.
My name is Susannah. Did you know that? Aw, you thought I was Zannah this entire time, right?
Boy, have I fooled you. Zannah is merely a nickname and an alias to keep stalkers and the IRS away.
I’ve noticed that when I blurt out something totally off the wall, or something bluntly true, or something that seems borderline bat shit crazy, people often reply, “Whoa, Susannah. Whoa.”
People are either amazed or appalled and “whoa!” can sum up either of those things.
So, Whoa! Susannah seemed like a clever blog name.
Let’s not forget that one fine day in 1848, a great man by the name of Stephen Foster wrote a borderline insane song donning my name.
“It rained all day the night I left, the weather it was dry. Sun so hot I froze to death, Susannah, don’t you cry. The buckwheat cake was in her mouth, the tear was in her eye. Said, “I’m coming from the South. Susannah, don’t you cry.”
If anyone were to repeat such madness, they would surely be committed or elected to political office.
And PS- I’ve never cried while eating any sort of buckwheat. Okay, once.
I’m kind of like that song, I suppose. You, know, crazy.
I am not afraid to blurt out the absurd, the harsh truth, or point at large people that slip and fall in a pile of Crisco. That’s just me.
And most people reply, “Whoa! Susannah.”
So, this is the new blog. If you’ve been following me on Twitter @WriteRinseBlog, please mosey on over to my new Twitter account @WhoaSusannah. If you were already following me, I will be following you from my new account shortly.
So, let’s refer back to the introduction of this blog, with the metaphorical furniture/blog rearranging, etc.
I’ve moved the bed, and managed to rig up some extra long cable and extension cords. My room may look a damn mess for now, but the change is good.
Side note:
A friend turned me onto this gem of Interweb magic today. This is my new must learn party trick. I can’t wait to walk into the local gas station and request a pack of Zig Zags and a pocket comb.
I think a change, UH, a change, will do you good…… Your post reminded me of that Sheryl Crow song. LOL!!!
Well, at least you dont have oh Susannah stuck in your head! Thanks!
I don’t think I ever knew the words to Oh Susannah. My 3rd grade music teacher would give me a retroactive F for saying that.
Bre! I give you an F as well!!
Love it! Good for you for recognizing a feeling of stagnation and making a change. It’s those moments and those choices in which we grow and I applaud you. The new layout looks great. Looking forward to following and singing along.
Awesome comment! Thank you!!!!!
I look forward to reading the new name, and the new blog!! And laughing about how many people will have this song in their head today because of you.
That was my master plan! Maniacal laughter!
Thank you!
Would you believe that the only musical instrument I ever tried to play was the harmonica, and the only tune I managed to learn was “Oh Susannah.” So I like your new blog and look forward to many happy visits here.
Absolutely awesome. I play piano and guitar, however I can barely get my own song out. Thanks for the comment!
I’m all for change too….I love to move stuff around just for the sake of moving stuff around (plus out of sheer boredom). And yes, I too have that silly song stuck in my head now. I love the new name! I have been wanting to change mine too, but can’t think of anything clever. and I didn’t know if it would affect my followers…..I would sure hate to lose them over a name change.
I’d hate to lose mine, too, girl. I just kept the web address and changed the name. If you’re feeling froggy, JUMP! Thanks for the comment!!
I love it! I’m a big fan of change, as well. I move my furniture around all the time…it makes me feel like I’m in a new house 🙂 When I move my living room or bedroom around, I’m always excited to see what it will be like to watch tv or lay on the bed with the new arrangement. Yep, I’m a weirdo 🙂
I’m so glad I’m not the only weirdo!! Thank you!
I am also one of ‘those’ that will rearrange for a slight alteration of my world because, yes, change is good and so glad I didn’t ‘lose’ you in the process!!! Susannah is such a COOL NAME, btw!
(count me as one that has this song stuck in my gray matter now…)
Thanks so much my friend!!
They say a change is as good as a holiday. Hope this blogging change is the equivalent of lying on the beach soaking up the sun! 🙂
Ah, that sounds lovely. Thanks!!
My blog started out as Reality Or Not, Here I Come!!! With me signing as Blondie, but that was way too much to type and I’m a lazy bitch, so Blondie it became! Change is good, and good for you.
Hahaha! Thanks!
Whew! I’m glad this all took place about 3 days ago. I felt out of the loop.
Erin and I struggled so long with our blog design and name that the carpet is going to stay bright and shining new under it while the rest of the rug fades; thereby ensuring we are forever locked into it unless we’re willing to just say, “Flying Squirrels” and rip it out to put in hardwoods. Wait, what?
Translated: We have awesome, talented friends who did a lot of stuff for free and we’re going to have to bake a lot of brownies before we can ask for more favors.
Anyway, I think this fits you better. Writing and blogging is not drudgery for you. I think this is a better representation.
I have one piece of unsolicited advice. While you’re shaking things up, consider going over to a self-hosted word press platform. You are going to outgrow blogspot and the longer you wait, the more arduous it will feel to shake up your following.
Ellen
Thanks for the comment! I’m totally wanting to switch to a new platform. I’m just nervous to take the plunge. Great advice!