My First Blog is a Crock(pot)
Jed devouring his food and attention from his favorite vet, Carol Falck
I could have started blogging yesterday. Or last week. Or last month. Or last year. Or back when Chris Brogan started journaling. But I was too busy toiling away at “traditional” marketing to begin chipping away at it. I did have one of the first live webcams around in the early 90′s, so I think in some way I intuited what was to come.
I could have started cooking at any of those intervals, too, or much sooner actually, because I’ve had a stove a LOT longer than I’ve had a computer. But, except for a brief experimental stint starting at 16, working my way through The Joy of Cooking (or was it the Joy of Sex) Cookbook on my college-freshman boyfriend, I didn’t. Aside from making meatloaf for my beloved father and eventually all meals for my beloved first dog Jojo, when he was sick. Both were extremely receptive audiences who would have appreciated anything I whipped up for them. My good that I didn’t foist my culinary skills on others.
So I can’t help but wonder if it is not some extremely cosmic coincidence/blunder that has my current old dog, Jed, who is sick, scheduled for his TV debut Thursday, in a piece where my holistic veterinarian client and friend, Dr. Carol Falck, demonstrates how she is treating his kidney failure with Traditional Chinese Medicine, including nutritional therapy. Thereby necessitating that I cook something for him. Today.
While at the same time, a very good friend is going way out of his way to show me how to configure my WordPress.org blog so that I can get on the (blog)roll and start rocking like so many other communications professionals do.
So on virtually (get it?) the same day, I am going to become an active participant in two commonplace, everyday activities that I have heretofore watched from the sidelines: cooking and blogging.
With regards to the former, I won’t really be cooking. I’ll be throwing a bunch of stuff into a crockpot, setting it on low and hoping I don’t set the house on fire. It may be made of Dade County Pine (the house, not the crockpot), but I don’t think it’s really indestructible.
And then there’s the latter. Yeah, I’ve nailed my share of sixty-second radio spots and press releases in my day. When I was president of Fort Lauderdale’s largest civic association I wrote 24 (count ‘em) monthly columns inspiring complete strangers to come up to me on the street and tell me that they were actually reading the VPCA newsletter column for the first time in its 20-year history.
Let's Mix It Up, Let It Simmer and See What Comes Out!
For my dog Jed, I’ll be combining healthful ingredients (can you spell organic chicken at $9.99 a pound?) with a pinch of spices in a pot called a crock in the hopes of making his life a little better.
For my reader(s), if I have any, I’ll be sharing social media information learned, which is hopefully not a crock, and experiences encountered on that vast new frontier, hopefully peppered with some success stories, with the intention of making the lives of fellow social media newbies a little easier… or at least less isolated.
Along the way, I do promise I won’t claim to be an expert on anything… especially cooking, blogging or for that matter any and all matters related to domesticity and social media. Because the former elude me and the latter has proven to be digestible to me in bites and with a lot of help from friends.
I’m a newbie with a huge appetite for learning. So let’s take this journey together, and have some fun along the way. I know one thing for sure. My dogs Jed and Willow are gonna like it!