Blogging can be difficult. Sometimes you have a great idea, but you don’t have time to write it down, so you scribble something on an envelope that you think you’ll remember later on.

I have these notes all over the place. They say things like:

• Picky eater
• Regrets saying to mother
• When Oscar met Sally
• Bread, Milk and Eggs
• Remember to buy wine tonight

Sometimes I can’t tell if they were meant to be blog posts or grocery lists. The one that really bothers me is “Regrets saying to mother” because it was a true story about the next-door neighbors. One of the kids just started dating. He was full of hormones and (rightfully) out of his mind at the time when he had an argument with his mother.

He told her:

“I don’t love you anymore….I love Vicky!”

Now, that was just plain stupid. I recognized it as stupid the first time I heard it at 12 years old. You just don’t say stuff like that to your mother. Chances are your mother is going to outlive the relationship with Vicky.

When I thought of this story, I thought of all of the things I regret saying to my mother, and they really were rather tame in comparison.

This is where the story falls apart……. I can’t remember the things I told her that I regret. If I had written them down instead of things like the above, then maybe I would have a better ending to this post. But I didn’t.

They make these voice recorders that you can record your idea’s on. I think they used to call them Dictaphones in the 1940’s.

Well, if anyone’s interested, here’s a few links to a voice recorder (the Olympus is on sale):

Now I wish I could remember what “When Oscar met Sally” was about.