Spring Cleaning

Spring cleaning
Spring cleaning (Photo credit: Bianca Nogrady)

Okay, I know that I’ve kind of missed the spring cleaning season. But not by a lot. Especially if you go by the weather. The calendar may say summer, but the weather says spring. That’s my excuse and I’m not changing it.

I’m not referring to the spring cleaning you do to your house. I talking about spring cleaning my ‘blog’ and it’s dusty contents.

I’ve made it pretty well known that I am a wordpress junkie. When I decided to make the switch from Blogger I moved all my old posts over with me. So there are quite a few that haven’t seen the light of day for a while. So I have been dragging them out and giving them a good old dusting off.

I have also been ‘tarting’ them up a bit. You know, adding a few pictures, putting in some links and giving them some tags and categories. In essence making them look prettier.

I’m sure I can hear some of you grumbling. A few of you muttering under your breath about ‘re-runs’ and serving up the same old crap again. I guess that my only excuse is that like a Thanksgiving turkey, you’ve got to keep serving it till it’s all gone.

If you don’t like that metaphor (or is it an allegory, I’ve always had a tendency to mix the two up) think of it like television. If I skip the idea that I am spring cleaning. I can always say that I’m giving folks another chance to see the original before moving into the fall season.

I guess if I am honest with myself, the reason I’m trotting out the ‘older’ posts, is a (perhaps misplaced) sense of pride. I like  my old posts. And I kind of want the folks who follow me, or just stop by for a quick visit, to see if they like em.

Almost like a proud parent dragging their child out to ‘perform’ for the visiting relatives. “Wow, Mike. that kid of yours can really sing!” (or dance, act, juggle, I’m sure you see where I’m coming from here). If you don’t like that image, replace with, oh I don’t know, a performing dog or cat.

I can also admit something else. Here, come in a little closer, I don’t want everyone to hear this. I’m sometimes a little bit lazy. Did you get that? I don’t want to have to repeat it. I don’t want it to get out too much.

So there you go. If you’re wondering why I’m shoving leftovers in front of you, now you know.

I’m a lazy proud papa who wants to show off his ‘babies.”