Help Me, Please!

I enjoy reading what is on somebody's mind. I find it fascinating and like hearing different points of views on various subjects. I'm not so much a fan of constantly reading blogs about what celebrity's are doing, because most of the time, I don't care. I think when people write about celebrity gossip they try too hard on the humor to make up for lack of originality. I like reading everyday events by the average citizen. Events that happen every day are compelling and fun to read about. Like The B Side, I love reading The B Side by Andrew Romick, don't you?

I'm placing a large amount of emphasis on the writings of average people for two reasons. The first reason is average, everyday people, like me, are the target audience. Oprah and Ellen DeGeneres are not sharing a Cup of Joe laughing about my vasectomy troubles are they? Or are they?

The second reason is I have tried for weeks now to get my wife to begin her own blog. I had this amazing idea for Celia that I thought so many people would love to read about. In case you do not know, Celia is currently pregnant with our third child. She knows a thing or two about being pregnant and I thought if she kept a running diary/journal/blog that it would make for a fantastic read.

She would be able to chronicle her wide range of emotions, in great detail, and people would applaud her for it. If I upset her for whatever reason, wouldn't it be fun to read about how annoying and clueless I am? After a month or two you begin to see reoccurring patterns of moronic behavior that my actions would almost be too predictable. Wagers could be set on how I would infuriate Celia next.

Celia would be able to write about the different smells which make her nauseas, and by the end of the second trimester, we could incorporate a cool bar graph of what makes her throw up and at what time of day. That reminds me. . .

I make, without a doubt, the best salsa in the world. Once my recipe was perfected Celia and I never thought twice about buying salsa from the store; the Andrew brand is that good! On average, I would make salsa twice a week because it complimented Doritos so well. Celia loved it, our friends loved it, and anybody who tried my salsa loved it. It's awesome ok! Unfortunately once Celia became pregnant the smell of my salsa made her want to vomit. Since I'm a loving and understanding husband I have not made the salsa since it made her throw up. Not for the Super Bowl, not for the BCS National Championship, not once!

The point is I believe there are a number of things a pregnant woman could talk about. Maybe one week she focuses on a craving for steamed vegetables and the next week she tells me dirty diapers make her want to vomit; thereby making her incapable of changing a diaper. What I need though is support from other people to encourage Celia to write about her pregnant experience. I'm just her husband, she won't listen to me. I believe though that she will listen to her Facebook family. For instance, when Celia uploads a photo album, she is on Facebook every 20 minutes to see if she got a new comment, and when she gets a new comment it is like Hailey being given more Honey Nut Cheerios. She values her Facebook comments more than comments from me, because like I said, I'm just a husband.

Now be advised, Celia may respond by saying that I am the writer in the family and her blog would not be as good as mine. I told her not to worry because it's not a contest; furthermore what she and I would write about would be two completely different subjects. So everybody who reads this, do me a favor. Convince my wife to start her own blog documenting her pregnancy. I honestly think it would be fun to read. The urging from everybody needs to be steady and constant. Comment on this blog, email me (adromick@gmail.com), comment on her Facebook wall, send her a Facebook message, or email her. Do something (preferably comment on my blog because that makes me feel special) to get her attention.

I thank everybody in advance for their support.