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Liar, Liar, Pants on Fire!

posted 1/23/2012 9:04:37 PM |
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I posted one of my blogs on facebook a few months ago. It wasn’t a good blog and it wasn’t a bad blog. It was just the blog of the moment. It got some attention, though. Some of my family, all of whom have a real horse’s a$$ streak in them, pointed out a mistake. I had put the wrong birth date for my son. It was a simple mistake. I was on a roll with this blog and had a brain fart. So, since this one fact was wrong these ‘family’ people started to pull this blog apart and one called me a liar, liar, pants on fire.

Just yesterday I went into the forums and noticed that old, old thread, ‘It’s a Bloggy Day’. I hadn’t seen it in a while so I took a look at some of the recent blogs and was enjoying the reads so much I went back to previous pages and finally ran across a post MissLiss did about one of my blogs. It’s always a hoot to find someone enjoyed something that you wrote so I opened it to see which blog it was. It was about the death of my mother. I wrote it on the day she died. I wrote it with tears streaming down my face as I remembered the special things that made her that woman I loved so dearly. It was a series of vignettes from my life. One was about the sleepwalking I did as a child. Just recently, not remembering that I’d written about it already I told the story in a blog of it’s own. When I read that old blog I realized the two versions didn’t match. So, I have to explain.

Sometimes space doesn’t allow me to be honest. I have to shortcut. Sometimes I can’t remember the conversation word for word but still put quotations around it as if I did. This is called artistic license. If I were an artist I could use it as an excuse but the truth is I do try to make everything autobiographical as honest as possible. It may be the only thing my descendants will ever know about me. Sometimes I abbreviate a story, leaving out details that make it the whole truth in order to keep it to a paragraph. This is what I did in the tribute to my mom. The later blog was true also but I left out the part about sneaking in so I wouldn’t be embarrassed to come home naked and muddy. Mom discovered my mud and corn cuts the next morning. So if you aren’t confused yet it must be because you read my blogs for which I thank you most humbly. For those of you who don’t read my blogs, you don’t know what the hell I’m talking about and it serves you right!

Yes, I am a liar. I can’t really remember what my mom told me to quell my jealousy toward my baby brother but I remember the gist of it. So I write it as close as I can remember it, put those quotes around it and sell it to you folks as the truth. And it is. And it’s not. I’m a liar. But sometimes when I read those old blogs or stories I’ve written so long ago I can’t remember having written them and so, look at them with fresh eyes, I sometimes think, “You lie pretty good, Jake”. I don’t think I’ll mind if my descendants judge me by my “lies”.

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Jan 23 @ 9:26PM  
I think you are a fabulous blogger and I alway's enjoy reading what you write...As someone with a horrible memory...I am behind you 100%...Don't worry about it...

We know you aren't a liar...So screw them! Want me to go kick their arses?

I'd do it


Jan 23 @ 9:29PM  
I know what you mean. Things are so much more ....complicated than you can really convey in a simple blog. Sometimes the backstory is a book all by itself.

I'm pretty sure your poetic license was mailed to you years ago... so it's all good. And the fam? meh. What do they know. pfft.


Jan 23 @ 9:39PM  
I remember your blog...and the deep sadness but poignant tribute to her, and the obvious love for her.

THAT'S what I are a fabulous blogger, and I could care less if you stray off the beaten path!

Just don't stop...

Jan 23 @ 9:59PM  
It won't be necessary to kick their asses, Fendi. You gotta know my family to believe they can call you a low down lying ass with love. But thanks. I'll keep you in mind if I ever need an enforcer

Jan 23 @ 10:08PM  
I've enjoyed reading your blogs and I hope you write more..It's hard to convey into words your life and feelings and it's ok if you miss a thing here and should tell them tell them instead of being a critic to see how well they can write

Jan 23 @ 11:33PM  
You ARE a wonderful blogger, slo. I have read each and every one of your blogs.

There! I'm just like you. I'm a liar! I have NOT read all of your blogs, because sometimes I'm MIA from here. But what I HAVE read, I've enjoyed immensely, including THIS blog.....and that is NOT a lie.

Keep up the good work!

Jan 23 @ 11:53PM  
I like your blogs....They are very interesting

Jan 24 @ 5:47AM  
EXCEPT FOR POLITICAL BLOGS ---- I always try to look at what was written,, not how it was written.

I've got terrible grammer,,, only outdone by my terrible spelling.

It's a giant glass house,,, so I keep the grammer stones on the ground where they belong.

Jan 24 @ 7:51AM  
I too love your blogs. I can't remember who writes what most of the time because my memory jerks me around too.


Jan 24 @ 2:35PM  

Jan 24 @ 8:38PM  
Yours are one of the (only) ones I look forward to reading. No lie.
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