The Life of Bon

Monday, March 18, 2013

Grow that blog! Round dos!

One night a couple of weeks ago I put on my trusty mint sweater that makes me look like a real teacher and a half, styled my hair to look just like a scarecrow and was off for an hour of stimulating blog conversation.

Ten girls all gathered around a table talking twitter, pinterest, growth strategies, and everything bloggy that you can never talk about with real people because they just straight up think you be cray!

I stole all these pictures from Bella just like a thief in the night.  Credit goes to her.

I told you the hair looks like a scarecrow.  It's an embarrassment!


And if someone would have told me those pants made my thighs look that fat I wouldn't have spent 80 bones on them.  Curse you, Express!

In all seriousness, I had the time of my life at this event.  I came home feeling energized, inspired, and full of great ideas to use for my blog.  Somehow my life has gotten to the point where spending hours talking about blogs and drinking diet coke has become my idea of perfection.  Don't ask, people.

We all had so much fun that we decided to do it again.  Hey!  Why not?  Let's make this a monthly thing, shall we?!?

And so, we announce...




Our second blogging roundtable event!  The topic will differ but the stimulating conversation will be guaranteed.



Seven o'clock in the evening
In a public Provo, UT location to be disclosed upon booking.

Here are some questions to get you thinking before our discussion and let you know the direction we'll start in
  • How and when should you initially start offering advertisements on your blog?
  • How do you know when and if sponsoring is right for you and your blog?
  • What should you look for when sponsoring a blog?
  • What do brands look for in bloggers?
  • How can you set yourself apart from other advertising options?
Bloggers of all degrees/levels/commitments welcome - last month we had a range and it made for insightful conversation.  I know it is scary to show up at a blogging thing all by yourself to meet random girls you have only seen online.  But I promise within minutes we're all friends and laughing away.  You won't regret it.   I would have killed for something like this in my first months of blogging.  Even now, it is a very valuable resource to me.  Also, I know this title sounds somewhat threatening.  Basically we're just finding ways that you can grow your blog by working with other bloggers.  You know, a partnership.  In a total non sexual/ blogging kind of way.

Interested? Jump on board already! $10 reserves your seat.  Email me at thelifeofbon@gmail.com asap because spots be flying like flipping pancakes.  I so want to meet you!

P.S.  Non Utah bloggers... would you be interested in an online version of this sort of thing?  Last month there were some that mentioned so, I'm trying to get a feel of how great the interest really is.  Also, if you could ask any "blog question" to blogging buddies, what would it be?

Sunday, March 17, 2013

Houston, we have a problem.


My name is Bonnie and I am teacher and I'm here to tell you there are some serious issues with public education.

Now I don't want you to think that I'm complaining about my job, but I'm complaining about my job.

Usually I try to stay out of the "politics" of teaching.  I show up- habitually four minutes late- prepare my lessons, teach my students, laugh at their dumb jokes, grade their papers, lock the door, and go home and forget about it all until I have to go back the next morning.  It has thus far made for a pretty good job and a pretty good life.  I do my best to not worry about which teachers get what "favors", which teachers slip out of meetings to go eat breakfast with their buddies, which teachers don't have to take on extra responsibilities.

A month or so ago I was eating lunch with my teaching buddy who is a P.E. teacher.  We were talking about the upcoming ACT that is given at our school and how all the teachers had "proctoring" assignments.  School for the sophomores and seniors wouldn't start until noon that day, while all the juniors come at 7:30 to take the test.  Teachers have to give the test, make sure no one is teaching, etc.  My P.E. teacher buddy (I am not going to mention names in the rare chance that this could get anybody in trouble) mentioned that she was the only person in the P.E. department who had to proctor a test- that all of the rest of the teachers essentially got "the morning off".  Not only do they not have to do this specific test, but they never have to proctor the tests.

I was shocked at this mainly because I had no idea that there were some teachers at the school who weren't assigned test proctoring responsibilities.  Since my first year I had always been assigned to proctor the sophomore PLAN test as well as the ACT.  It never entered my mind that there are some teachers who don't have to do this little responsibility.

And it is a little responsibility.  It really is.  Basically all you do is give the students the test, set the timer, and then work on your own stuff while they stress themselves out sick over the ACT.  It's not a hard gig.  But this year I have been absolutely pushed to my limits.  I am teaching an extra class- making me more than full time. I have 260 students.  I commute, adding an extra 1.5 hours to my work day.  I am job searching and trying to get accredited to teach in California while at the same time renewing my Utah license.  On top of all that I am giving the best attempt I can to make this blog successful.  Some days I feel like I am absolutely working myself to the ground.

Now.  I understand that I took on all these responsibilities myself and I have to make my bed and lie in it and roll around in it and however that idiom goes.  BUT it didn't seem fair to me that they would give a teacher of English (which is widely known to be the subject that requires the most grading time) who already teaches an extra class (as a favor to the school!) and who busts her butt all day long this extra responsibility when there were other options.  Why wouldn't they give it to a P.E. teacher who DOESN'T teach an extra class who DOESN'T ever have to do even a speck of grading?  Why wouldn't they say to the English teacher with an extra class- "you know what?  You don't worry about this.  You are busy enough.  We will give this responsibility to someone who has less on their plate.  You use the morning to grade those essays!"

Normally I don't complain to my school, but something about the whole situation struck a painful chord for some reason.  So I marched down to the counseling office and asked to be taken off the list of ACT proctors.  I explained to them how many extra responsibilities I had and that I desperately needed the four hours that morning to catch up.

The counselor raised his eyebrows at me and looked at me like I was being a total diva.

I tried to explain.

"I just don't understand why I have been given this responsibility every single time.  I've never had a break from giving the test.  Why do some teachers always get a break from it, and some teachers never get a break from it?  It doesn't seem fair!"

To which the counselor smiled at me and replied, "Bonnie, are you aware of the politics of teaching?"

I felt like answering, "You mean how some teachers don't do jack and other teachers have to pick up all their slack?  Yah, I'm aware."

But instead I was a good girl and I answered, "No, not really..."

"Do you understand that we cannot trust every single teacher to proctor a test as big as the ACT?"

"No, actually I don't understand that. What do you mean you can't trust them?  Like they're going to give answers to students?"

"No.  Like they're not going to show up at all.  They call in a sub.  We have to find someone last minute to cover for them."

"Well why do we have someone like that working at the school? Why are we employing them if we can't trust them?  If they don't do their responsibility then they should get in trouble for it!  They should be fired!  There should be some sort of accountability!"

"These are all tenured teachers.  We can't fire them for not proctoring an ACT."

"I just don't get how we can have a system where teachers don't do work and so they are given less work.  Teachers who do work are given more work.  And the teachers who aren't doing any work are getting paid more than me because they've been here longer!  If a teacher doesn't do a responsibility that he is assigned, he should get in trouble. You can't just throw it on the teachers who you know will do it and let the lazy teachers off the hook every time."

"Bonnie, I have nothing to do with the system.  I just put you on the list because I knew I wouldn't have to worry about you screwing me over last minute.  That's a good thing."

"So what you are saying is if I do screw you over and don't show up that morning I will never have to proctor another test again?  I am rewarded for bad behavior?"


The counselor sighed and it occurred to me that he was probably every bit as overworked and overwhelmed as I was.  And here I was, just adding to his plethora of stresses.

"Don't worry about, I'll do it.  I just don't think it's fair and I think the system is corrupt."  I shrugged my poor heavy laden shoulders and trudged back to my classroom.


The next day the counselor came to my room with a revised list for proctoring the ACT.  My name wasn't on it.  I felt an immediate sense of relief.  I looked at the names to see what poor unsuspecting coach they had made come in to do the job for me.

No coach.  Instead, a first year teacher replaced my name.  A guy that is teaching three different preps, struggling to find time to get all of his lessons together, and completely overwhelmed with all the responsibilities of that crazy first year.

"Mr. Thomas?"  I questioned.  "You made Mr. Thomas do this?!?  What about Phil?  Or Kevin?  Or Coach Bradfield?  That's who I wanted to have to do it!  Not Mr. Thomas!"

The counselor shrugged his shoulders and replied, "I just couldn't trust any of those guys to do it for me.  It is what it is."

I was overcome with guilt.  Guilt for passing my responsibility on to someone I know would never have the nerve to say no.  Guilt for ever having complained in the first place. I should have just shut up and did it.  But another part of me still screamed that I did the right thing.  Like I had to stand up for myself and let them know that this wasn't right.

Unfortunately in education there seems to be many more questions than answers.  Should I have just kept my big mouth shut?  What do you do with a "lazy" teacher- who refuses to help with extra small assignments like proctoring an ACT?  Do we just let them glide by and give this work to those who always come through?  How do we expect to have good schools if we tolerate this type of behavior?

And why is it so damn hard to fire a tenured teacher?

Saturday, March 16, 2013

Weekend Bizness

Desiree Macke, congratulations girl, you just won the March giveaway!!  Email me at thelifeofbon@gmail.com and we'll get you hooked up.

Wait a minute... is this the same Desiree that's going to be the next Bachelorette?  Because if so, I think you have had enough good luck already and you should give all the free goodies you be getting to someone else!

Just a thought.

I'm sure you've all heard google reader is shutting down.  People are freaking out.  Like throwing blowdryers across rooms and killing their pet hampsters freaking out.  I don't think I even really know what google reader is so I'm not too concerned.  Plus, I figure if people want to read my blog, they will still find a way.  All the rage has been bloglovin.  It's very easy to follow me there.  All you have to do is click here and then click the blue follow button that pops up.  Wow, that was so easy!

Also I am listed #26 on "Up and coming blogs".  I'm not sure what that means, but I feel like I should celebrate!  Wahoo!  I am up!  I am coming!  There are only 25 blogs that are more up and coming than I am!


If bloglovin isn't your thing there's twitter where I post lots of nonsense that crowds my brain.  Or instagram (@thelifeofbon) where I post the picture rejects that aren't good enough to make it to my blog or pinterest where I post pretty much nothing that has anything to do with my blog.  Or facebook where my mom hangs out.  Oh, the options are endless!

I am kind of falling in love with Saturday mornings.  It's pretty accurate to say that from the ages of 14-26 I didn't have much of a relationship with Saturday mornings.  Oh, I knew Friday nights very well and I was all too familiar with Saturday afternoons and evenings, but Saturday mornings I was usually dead to the world.  Now that I am turning into a wise old woman, I wake up earlier on Saturday mornings.  No more of this sleeeping in until noon crap.  And you know what I discovered?  Saturday mornings are a beautiful time of week.  The craziness of the day hasn't yet set in, you still feel like you are at the top of the weekend, and no body calls you on the phone.  (Confession: I hate talking on the phone.  Almost more than anything.)  And here I've been going year after year without even bothering to notice Saturday mornings.

Here's to you, Saturday morning.  Here's to developing some kind of relationship, me and you.  I'm warning you, though, I'm very non committal.  I might be here some days, and other Saturdays I'll be nowhere to be found.  I hope you can handle that kind of a relationship.

For the rest of you, have you started reading The Fault in our Stars yet?  I started this weekend and am in loooooooove so far.  Don't forget our discussion for that book will be March 28.  Be there, suckers.

And now, for some light weekend reading.  May your Saturday and Sunday be full of sunshine and butterflies and you know...  Happy stuff!

+My sister comes home on Tuesday after 19 months in Argy.  EEEK!  This is what I wrote to her when she left.
+This is what I wrote to her when she had been gone six months.  I missed her.
+My time in Argy prompted me to write this about breast feeding.  The ladies down south bare it all.  Why do Americans gotta be so freaking modest?!
+Two years ago at this time I was on a honeymoon.  This is what happens when you get honeymoon siiiiiiick.
+Speaking of honeymoon, we got royally screwed over by a guy named Larry.  You can read the juicy details here.

Enjoy sweet cheeks.  I'm off to play some tennis!

Thursday, March 14, 2013

A Beautiful Life

Greg and I skipped town smack dab in the middle of the week and went and played it cool in St. George for two days.  The weather was beyond beautiful (tennis weather!) (pool weather!) (stay outside and play all day weather!) and mostly we just needed a time out from everything.  We have both been so incredibly busy the past month, booked through the roof.  Our lives suddenly feel terribly chaotic and busy and full.

So it was time for a break.  An anniversary break. We drove down late Monday night after Greg's rehearsal, not arriving until the wee hours of morning.  Tuesday we slept in and slept in and slept in.  Something about sleeping in until noon on a Tuesday in March makes me feel like I own the world.  Next it was tennis, and then a dip in the pool to cool off, and then laying poolside in lawn chairs dozing off into a dreamless sleep.  Suddenly it was dinner time and then movie time and then back to the hotel to cuddle up in a gigantic king sized bed time.







Wednesday we took our time getting out of town, doing a little time at the temple, and then stopping for lunch at Hubs' favorite joint in Cedar City.  The day seemed so idyllic.  I felt so much peace and joy.  An immense happiness and calm that let me know that I'm in a good place and doing what's right.

The thought entered my mind, "I have a beautiful life."

Just for the record, this thought is not mine.  It was stolen.  Stolen from a book by Nic Sheff- Tweak.  I wouldn't recommend this book to anyone because it describes horrific drug conditions and it is vulgar and graphic and so incredibly sad.  In the same breath, I am so glad I read it and was surprised by how much I learned from it and was totally humbled by it.  Nic, who is writing his memoir, describes his years battling drug addictions- cocaine, meth, crack, you name it.  When Nic is trying to get sober, he spends a lot of time with Spencer, his sponsor.  Spencer has a "normal" life- a stable job, a wife, a kid, a mortgage. Spencer encourages Nic to get clean so that he can have a life like Spencer has- a "beautiful life".

I was so struck by this.  Spencer's life to most is so ordinary, so middle class American.  But Spencer describes it as beautiful.  A family, a home, a job.  A beautiful life.

I was happy to be reminded of that these past couple of days.  I have a beautiful life.  Even with the dirty laundry and the frustrating job hunt and the millions upon millions of question marks looming in the future- I have a beautiful life.

Sometimes I just need to take a step back so I can realize it.

P.S.  I have to share part of Greg's anniversary card message.  He started it with, "What can I say?  I married up."  Glad to know he sees it for what it is :)

Wednesday, March 13, 2013

TWO TRUTHS ONE LIE. WHICH ONE IS IT?!?

Hubs is lying next to me memorizing lines out of his brain.  He has a big comedy show Thursday night and well, he needs to prepare!  All I know is I am so glad I did not choose his line of work.

Want to come?  To the big comedy show, I mean?  I promise it'll be a lot more fun than whatever else you had planned for your Thursday night.  (And if you can't make it tonight, there's a show on Monday too!)  The show starts at 8:00 at Comedy Sportz in Provo and admission is $6.  If you come make sure to come say hi to me!  I will most likely be in the front row in bright red lipstick.  You know how I roll.

Moving onward...  here's the name of the game-

TWO TRUTHS AND A LIE.

I know.  Sounds like a middle school game, doesn't it?

WELL IT IS.

I've got my darling sponsors gathered together today and each one of them has a vicious lie somewhere in their blog introduction.  Think you can figure out their lies?  Read their intros (the lies are at the bottom of the intro) and then leave a comment telling me which girl you think had the best "lie".  The girl who gets the most votes will get free advertising on Life of Bon next month.  Oh, and a commenter on this post will also be randomly selected for free ad space next month, so it's in your best interest to be reading and voting.  And of course, if you feel so inclined, share your own two truths and a lie!





Two Truths and Lie
- I met my husband on spring break in Mexico
- I'm still an *NSYNC fan after all these years.
- I started shaving my legs in secret with I was 11, thinking my mom wouldn't notice the lack of leg hair.

Lie: I'm still and *NSYNC fan. I was never an *NSYNC fan and will always love the Backstreet Boys!






One line description: Lifestyle, illustration, and humour blog.

Two Truths and a Lie
  • I'm an Arts student 
  • I was baptized more than once.
  • I got the chance to interview the finalists of Miss World 1993
(The first one is the lie)







My blog is She Crab Soup - a blog by a beach girl at heart- made with a little bit of everything!

Two Truths and a Lie: 
I used to be a prison guard at a male medium custody prison
I love books and gardening  
I'm a master in the kitchen


The lie is I'm a master in the kitchen.  Oops!



My blog is all about a rapping husband, business ventures, 3 children, church callings, working full time. Never bored at the Reupena Household.

Two Truths and a Lie
One time at work, it was a slow day and we had just gotten a bunch of balls from our partnered marketing group. We decided to play American Gladiators. We each took turns being the gladiator. We had to run from the teller line to the front door without getting hit by the balls being thrown. It's no wonder why that branch has since then been closed down and we're all working elsewhere! No balls or tellers were harmed when recreating the best 90's television program.  

My husband and I tried to be romantic one weekend. We lit candles all around our hotel room and around the jetted tub. As I stepped into the tub I slipped and knocked down most of the candles. I even broke a few candle holders. It was just like that Zoosk commercial. (You've never seen it? Look it up!) Such a romantic FAIL!!

I ripped (a full on slit through, two pieces kind of rip) my pants at work showing someone how to "drop it like it's HOT." Yes I definitely dropped it! My boss was in the middle of an employee review. She came out and couldn't help but laugh. She and my co-workers were crying from laughing so hard. I was the BUTT of the joke! 

The lie would be the romantic fail although I'm sure my husband and I have had more than enough of those. Just not in that exact way!!









 A lifestyle blog with a soundtrack!

TWO TRUTHS AND A LIE
1. I have read all of Chelsea Handler's books except, "Lies That Chelsea Handler Told Me". 
2. I own a VHS copy, but not a DVD of my favorite Jim Carrey movie, "Liar Liar".
3. The first scarey movie I remember seeing was, "What Lies Beneath".

(The second one is my lie). 






This is my story of becoming myself regardless of what happens and learning what it means for me to stay gold.

TWO TRUTHS AND A LIE:
-I got in trouble as a toddler because I learned how to crawl up on my babysitter's dining table and swing on the chandelier.
-I once backed my car into a jeep because I became distracted when I noticed a hot air balloon passing.
-I accidentally peed my pants the first time I got a kiss.  

(the last one is the lie...but it totally happened to my roommate's Mom.  Good thing they ended up getting married, right?)











 Hi! I'm Jenn and I blog about my daily adventures over at Girl Defying Gravity...my struggle to get fit (complete with embarrassing "before" pictures), my infertility journey and the trials and tribulations of being an Anatomy student. Stop on by, I'd love to meet you!

TWO TRUTHS AND A LIE
1. A couple years ago I was asked to come into work and give a statement for a new PR campaign, as my company was attempting to win a contract in the next county. I reluctantly dragged myself in -on 3 hours of sleep!- and before I could say whattheheckishappeninghere?! I found myself mic'd up, with a script in my hand preparing to film a T.V. commercial. #myfifteenminutes

2. Awhile back my ambulance partner and I had a 911 call for abdominal pain. The patient was in an upstairs apartment and we left most of our equipment at the bottom of the staircase before heading up. As I started back down I suddenly noticed that my brand-new Michael Kors sunglasses were no longer sitting sitting on the bag where I'd left them. They'd been stolen! Noooo! As I was taking in that fact, my foot missed the stair and I flew headlong down the flight of concrete steps in front of the fire department, our patient, and about 20 random neighbors. #walkitoff

3. I used to make the drive down to Pebble Beach for the Pro Am every year. Now, I could really care less about golf, but the celeb-spotting and the party atmosphere are totally worth a little road trip. The last year I went, my girlfriend and I had waaay too many chocolate cake shots, met Bill Murray (I almost threw up on his shoes) and got into a fight with an obnoxious girl at a bar downtown. Allegedly I was dragged out screaming "I win, bish! I win!"  Allegedly. #awkwardblackout

{ #3 is the lie. That actually happened to my crazy BFF ;-) }


My blog is a place where you can see life in Australia, living gluten free, battling infertility and everything in between!
(I didn't intend for that to rhyme, I swear!)

Two truths and a lie.  
1. I was an extra in the movie Australia
2. My husband asked me on our first date via facebook
3. I'm scared of roller coasters.

(Number 1 is the lie.)

A blog about my everyday life and hoping to get someone else to read it besides my mom (hi mom!)

TWO TRUTHS AND A LIE
I used to have two photos on my wall that I made out with every night. John Travolta and Lance Bass. Should it be surprising to anyone that one of my first serious boyfriends was gay?

I won the 1986 Santa Cruz Beauty Pageant and was crowned 'The Most Beautiful Baby.' Yeah, only six months old and I was already a beauty queen. 

When I worked at Target, I accidentally walked out of the store with some merchandise one evening and didn't realize until the next day when I went to my shift that I had inadvertently stolen $500 worth of goods. Needless to say, my bosses weren't pleased with me, but I didn't get in too much trouble. 


(The third one is the lie)




Two truths and a lie:

I'm 29 years old 

I attended Guilford College in 2006

My favorite dish is Boeuf Bourguignon.

(The second one is the lie.)


One bloggers mission to spread as much kindness and happy as possible in her life and inspire others to do the same!

Two truths and a lie
        1.  I recently lost 15 pounds!
        2. I hate foaming hand soap.
        3. I used to be a Toddler in a Tiara.. Oh yeah baby beauty pagents! 

Number 3 is the lie :)


I'm a 20 something Pittsburgh girl on a journey to lose 100+ pounds on weight watchers and I blog about the highs and lows of my weight loss journey. 


Two Truths and a Lie:
1. I almost had a real life Jaws moment. Swimming in open water I found myself swimming with a shark. After it swam up against me and checked me out it went on its way!

2. As a child one of my home movies made it onto America's Funniest Home Videos and we got second place!

3. Anastasia isn't just a good cartoon movie to me, I have family ties to the last Romanov family. 

(# 2 is the lie:  "As a child one of my home movies made it onto America's Funniest Home Videos and we got second place!")

Living happily ever after, one day at a time.  It's just the tag line on my blog.  If it is lame, let me know and I will think of something else!

Two Truths & A Lie:
  • I didn't learn how to ride a bike until 7th grade (I'm a loser.  My brother trailed me everywhere.)
  • I have never read a newspaper (They are depressing.)
  • I lived in Beijing for 2 years. 
(The last one is the lie.  But, I wish it was true.)

Blog/ Instagram



Just a small town girl with a small town blog--Bailey Dailies is just about my life and how I live it!

Two Truths and a Lie
I have been kicked out of a bar
I have had a warrant out for my arrest
I have gotten 3 traffic tickets

#3 is the lie... I have only gotten 1 traffic ticket ever. The ticket is the reason for the warrant, though. I was a freshman in college and my dad just mailed in a check to pay my ticket (I couldn't do driving school, I mean, it was on Saturdays and I had football games to attend). Well, the ticket cleared but the clerk accidentally didn't take me off of the court docket. I didn't show up for my court date twice (because you don't have to go if you have paid your ticket), at which point they put a hold on your license and put a Failure to Appear Warrant on you. My dad got a letter in the mail one morning about my warrant and FREAKED (we are lawyers) and called me to tell me not to drive until he called me back (if I had gotten pulled over they would have run my license and taken me straight to jail). It all got straightened out but it was kind of a big deal for a while and I cried a LOT! And yes I was kicked out of a bar but it was because we were having a bachelorette party and some of the group brought in these little pre made "bachelorette weekend" shots in test tubes and the bar got mad about it so they made us leave. It was kind of hilarious because it was like 9:30pm--and it was a piano bar. 





Mr. D & Me is a lifestyle blog about marriage, school, and all the crazy goodness that happens in between.

TWO TRUTHS AND A LIE
I grew up in a funeral home
I skipped a grade
I'm deathly afraid of needles

Lie:  I'm deathly afraid of needles. (It's actually quite the opposite!)





Blog Description: My whirwind blog about life, love, and the many things I'm passionate about..

TWO TRUTHS AND A LIE: 
            1. I got stung by a bee when I was 6 and the stinger is still there.
            2. I've never had braces on my teeth.
            3. I have a large closet full of collector barbies.

(Number 2 is the lie)



In Search of Sunshine is a lifestyle blog about my life in San Francisco with my boyfriend and golden retriever puppy, where you can find anything from photography to new recipes to random stories. Come on over and say hello!

Two truths and a lie:
- I had a guy shake my hand once after a date when he dropped me off- no hug, no kiss- just a hand shake ( i know, so pathetic)
- I have an identical twin sister
- I was at a party in college where someone got shot (It was a Halloween party and someone got shot in the foot)

#2 is the lie... I definitely don't have a sister, let alone a twin sister


Now tell me readers... who had the best lie?!?

Tuesday, March 12, 2013

Eight things I do for my blog that have nothing to do with blogging

Lately the blogging about blogging posts have been all the rage, and you know what?  I like the rage!  Let's hear it for rage!  It's so much fun!  If you can't talk about blogs on blogs, where can you talk about blogs since the rest of the world thinks all bloggers are crazy?  I kid.  I kid.  Kind of.

There's been a lot of how to posts going around so that we can all figure out how to be terrific bloggers.  And the truth is that you really do have to do all those things that everybody says- comment on other blogs, make your site look nice, sponsor, etc.

But the best stuff I do for my blog I do away from my computer.  It isn't the pretty blog aesthetic and the twitter account and the countless comments on other blogs that make people stay on a blog.  It's the blogger.  The person.

And so, I announce to you...

EIGHT THINGS I DO FOR MY BLOG... 
THAT HAVE NOTHING TO DO WITH BLOGGING

BY THE LIFE OF BON

I admit I've seen better days.  But this is really what I look like when I blog.  IT'S THE REAL ME, PEEPS!

1.  I read.  Like a freaking fiend.  If you want to be a good writer, I think you need to read a lot.  My sister once told me that John Grisham reads two novels a week.  You have to be immersed with language, surrounded by words.  In addition to making me a better writer, reading gives me lots of ideas for things to write.  I can't tell you how many posts have been triggered by something I read.  It opens up so many more doors to you and makes your world so much bigger.



2.  I walk the dog.  For some reason it's when I'm walking the dog all by my lonesome that some of my best blog ideas are born.  Lately I've been all bundled up, just walking along, enjoying the rare sunshine when some inspiration hits.  The fresh air clears my head, and I'm allowed to think uninterrupted. You see, lots of ideas try to creep into my head all day long, but the problem is I'm usually so busy focusing on a lesson on parts of speech or a left hand turn lane that those thoughts have no room and quickly leave.  When I'm walking the dog all by myself those thoughts are welcome to come in.  If you don't have some quiet time for clearing your head at least once a day, you should!

3.  I hang out with my friends.  Hanging out with my friends is crucial to the quality of my blog for a couple of reasons.  One reason is they help my social skills.  Isn't that weird that we have have to continually hone and work on our social skills?  But we do.  Hanging with my besties on the regular I feel like keeps me not only socializing correctly, but grounded and sane and happy.  Plus, they're a huge support.  They always tell me they read my blog and then they make fun of rude commenters for me and tell me that anyone who hates my blog is an idiot.  It's good for the soul.



4.  I teach high schoolers.  One day I would like to attempt to blog without a full time job on top of it.  But for now I feel like it only makes me a stronger blogger.  My time management is MUCH better when I have to juggle so much, and besides that those young bucks keep me hip.  How would I ever know what the Harlem Shake is without them?  Or was *smh* means?  I mean, come on, these are crucial skills!

5.  I take baths.  Lots and lots of baths.  Probably three to four a week if you want to be technical about it. Baths are a reward for me.  They are a relaxation.  My me time.  I have to have rewards for my work (and yes, my blog IS work as admitted here) or else I am not as motivated to work as hard.  Also, I think the break is good for me.  If I am online blogging, networking, emailing, etc all night I go crazy.  And start to feel really depressed.  Hence, bath time= happy Bonnie= better blog.

6.  I go on trips.  As often as the budget allows!  I am quite admittedly addicted to traveling.  In October we went on a seven day cruise and I didn't touch a piece of technology the entire time.  It was wonderful!  The blogging and social media world can get so wildly insane and I feel like sometimes you just have to take huge steps back, go away for a little while, and remember who you and why you are doing what you are doing.  I had some experiences on the cruise ship, all alone enjoying the sunset on the deck, where suddenly life seemed so clear and simple to me.  I was more than excited to get back to blogging after the seven days were up, but that time for just me was absolutely necessary to keeping me happy and balanced.

Tay Tay, don't you dare make fun of me for this selfie.

But it doesn't have to be huge trips!  This week Hubs and I are escaping to St. George for a couple of days to enjoy our anniversary and take a time out from the world.  I have no doubt I will come back a better blogger.

7.  I hit up the gym.  (Sporadically).  I don't know why I put this in here.  Mostly I just want to brag that I have set foot in a gym.  Applause!  Applause!

Um... actually the exercise feels really good to me.  Wearing myself out physically somehow makes me stronger mentally.  I can't explain it, I just know that I feel so rejuvenated and cleansed after a good work out, and I come to my blog with more to offer.  Isn't that crazy how that works?!?

8.  I spend lovey time with Hubs.  Greg gives me confidence and he is always interested in the progress of my blogs.  It's cute how he asks me how many page views I got and what blog I'm sponsoring next.  His support is a huge help to me.  But it's not only the support, it's the time that I am able to focus on and love someone and I guess just feel so totally human.  Having someone to love and care about so deeply enriches all of my human emotions and allows me to be a more honest, real, and vulnerable writer.



Now you spill your guts.  What's the best thing you do for your blog that has nothing to do with blogging?  Best suggestions will be posted on Life of Bon on Friday with links to your blog so don't forget to leave your blog URL.

MWAH!

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