Okay. So the title may have been a wee bit misleading. Haha. This is NOT a Christmas story. This is a story about a boy who loves Hungry Jack’s frozen blue flavoured Fanta thingies and his wife. Thankfully. It’s a tale of a blogger who was loved very much. And the man she loved. Me and him basically. Him and I and the bribery it takes to get my photos taken, how I turn into the wicked witch sometimes, the perks of this blog, how much he enjoys them and life in a blog household.
And now it turns out the intro took basically everything I wanted to write. Darn it. I am clearly not the writer of fine Christmas/Non-Christmas tales. You see I thought it would be interesting to give a little insight into the working of this blog. The behind the scenes push and shove, give and take that is required to deliver content on this blog and the social media platforms on a regular basis. Let’s see what else I can think of…
It requires one Hubby. Bribed with movie preview tickets and frozen cokes. It requires patience on his behalf as I, in a very Diva’esuqe way, place demands for photos, specific in their vagueness, whine about my face {despite claiming time and time again to be over myself by now, sometimes it creeps in} and the way I stand. It takes him cooking dinner sometimes while I edit photos, even though it’s against the house rules for him to cook. He’s too messy.
Then it takes the taking of selfies grinning madly with his wife, usually sticking out his tongue or something to make it uniquely him. Smile nicely, I beg. He does try to conform to my request but can’t for long. I’ve usually missed it and settle for his best blue steel look instead. A camera he can mange but somehow he always manages to angle the iPhone weirdly so I look like a giant headed, tiny feet person. So I complain about that.
Then sometimes I’m sweet and charming and loveable. He asks what I’m up to. I side smile {you know the type, the one with half your face} and bat my eyelashes and he knows. I’m up to something all right. Say goodbye to tidying the office, that half-finished lounge room project. I’m moving on. This blog, it requires him to be supportive of me and he is, in a way I never imagined anyone could be. He also chooses the perfect moments to remind me that while I do great things for people sometimes, I am as Liv always says, just a jerk with a laptop.
It takes a team to run a blog like this. My tripod was never as much fun, nor as good for my relationship. My laptop and I in a coffee shop are a great team, but my Hubby sitting nearby is even better. I love when he sits opposite me in the coffee shop, reading the paper in the tiny gap left on the small table with my laptop between us. I glance up, I see him there and smile. I smile because he’s just so freaking wonderful. I smile because he looks a little like a T-Rex reading in that cramped space so I can have the room I need for my gadgets. And it just about sums him up. Not the T-Rex bit. The bit before.
Blog spouses, got to love them. Do you have one? Is he/she wonderful and bribe-able?
And tonight, it’s perk night, I’m taking him to the Thor movie preview and I’ll probably shout him a frozen Fanta thingy. You’re welcome Hubby. You’re welcome. And just quietly there will probably be outfit photos to take. But then, you knew that already.
Hi! I’m Melissa Walker Horn. Around here, they call me Suger. I’m the Chief Blogger and doer of all the things here at Suger Coat It. Blogging since 1901; I love a casual ootd, taking photos, and writing about things that irk or inspire me. I love wine and cheese, long days at the beach and spending time with my family. I make stuff for the internet over at Chalkboard Digital. You know, living the sweet life.
This is such a cute post! My 17 y.o. daughter is my main blog partner in crime – takes most of my pics for me, but the hubster is starting to get handed the camera/iPhone on a regular basis too. Even Mr 19 has had a turn or two – but his pics are always blurry 😉
Haha. Thanks! It’s easy to do this blogging thing with our heads up our butt, I think. It’s nice to remember the contributions of those around us something. Or at very least document the silliness for later. 😉
I love this post! It is absolutely brilliant. My Man Piece, as I call him, is just starting out as my photographer (partly because me and my tripod weren’t working). I haven’t had to bribe him yet, but I’m sure it will come one day. I hope the baking of tasty treats will suffice.
Thank you Lisa. The time will come, believe me. The time comes for us all when it comes to bribes. Haha. Don’t worry, I’ve found Hubby pretty easy to keep aboard for such things. Now it’s sort of become a family activity. Enjoy yourselves folks. And get that oven warmed up!
“It requires patience on his behalf as I, in a very Diva’esuqe way, place demands for photos, specific in their vagueness, whine about my face and the way I stand…Then it takes the taking of selfies, usually sticking out his tongue or something to make it uniquely him. Smile nicely, I beg…A camera he can mange but somehow he always manages to angle the iPhone weirdly so I look like a giant headed, tiny feet person. So I complain about that.’
These statements pretty much sum it up for me! Haha The Man is great though, very supportive – I call him my life coach because he helps me work through everything, the good, the bad, when my imagination gets the better of me, when I think I’ve lost my mojo.
They are pretty wonderful our mans. Love them. It helps to have someone who is supportive but who won’t sugar coat it when the time is right. All sweet and no sour makes for a spoilt girl.
My boyfriend is great at helping me out with my online life. When I have a case of writer´s block (and it happens more often than I care to admit) he´ll sit with me going through possible topics and ways to approach them. And he was the photographer of my photo session to make the S/S catalog.
He does have a hard time when we go out and I´m checking on my phone from time to time or instagraming pics, but he´s getting used to it.
They are such a great support when they want to be there partners of ours! I love the brainstorming approach. Hubby just always says less clothing in general or something equally as pervy. No help at ALL. Haha.
I haven’t started my blog (yet) but I do have a freelance spouse, who reads over my copywriting before I submit it to clients, is my spell check & my absolute favourite person ever.
Oooo that would be SO helpful! I need a freelance copywriting spouse to add to my stable of helpful spouses. Haha. JOKES! Promise. 😉
My poor long-suffering boyfriend does have to put up with me running off to events, but is lucky to not have to take my outfit photos (I am a photographer so I do my own outfit pics. That, and I’m a control freak!). He certainly appreciates all of the perks I’m able to share with him!
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That they do. The perks are worth it. And for Hubby sometimes it’s as simple as me changing out of house shorts and a crop top into something hot for dinner. Haha.
Gah. I hear you on the outfit pics thing, and you don’t have to be a photographer to be picky, let me tell you. THOUGH I am more likely to just say stuff, that’ll do it then a pro. 😉