The Downside of Not Being Anonymous at ODNT

Sometimes I regret going public with my blog. There are so many anonymous writers out there. I’m very jealous of these people.

  • They can write whatever they want about themselves … with no fear of being ambushed by a group of well-meaning do-gooders and dragged off to the nearest mental institution.
  • They can write whatever they want about their kids … with no fear that it will get one of them wedgied, pantsed or bullied-using-their-own-clothing-against-them-in-some-other-way on the schoolyard.
  • They can write whatever they want about the people in their lives … with no fear of cold shoulders, stares, glares, resentment, hate mail or flaming bags of poop left on their doorsteps.

They can just … write. Without judgment or concern of any kind. I think that’s pretty cool. And extremely cathartic.

In MY world, every word and every picture in every post I write is given careful consideration before I hit publish. “Would that description piss her off?,” “Is there any chance I’m going to get that guy fired if I let this go public?” and most of all “Are people going to think I’m nuts if I admit the full truth here?”

Probably. To all of it. So I edit … and I abridge … and I massage … until, in the end, I am still left with the truth, but it’s a polished truth. It’s the one I’m prepared for you to see when you look at me. Think of it as Picture Day at school. The end result really is a picture of your child, but his hair is actually clean. And brushed. And he’s wearing the one shirt that doesn’t have a big stain on the collar. Plus you paid extra for the photographer to airbrush out the scab on his chin.

Why am I blathering on like this?

Well, for starters, it’s what I do best. I figure if I talk long enough, I’m eventually bound to say something brilliant, meaningful or at least that you’re willing to listen to until I pause to take a breath. Secondly, I guess it’s just because I’m a little blue. Because my girl started back to school today. It’s her last first day at the little elementary school we settled into after Hurricane Katrina. My son’s already moved on to a new school. She’ll be starting a new one for 8th grade next year. (Remember, New Orleans high schools are weird.)

And … because I’m me … my mind can’t help but wander to a few years down the road when they’ll both be gone for college. I know, I know. It’s still years away. But wow. I don’t know how anybody does it. Maybe I’ll figure that out in the future. But I doubt it.

Until then, I’m just going to pretend I’m not really thinking about it when we’re talking about something else completely unrelated so you don’t think I’m too crazy, alright? Even though a portion of my consciousness will secretly be consumed with it every day until it happens. Then, when I smile and say, “Pleeeeease. I’m fine. Let’s go grab some lunch,” you just pretend to believe me.


Because since I’m standing in the middle of the room wearing a big, stupid name tag that says “Michele Robert Poche,” that’s about as much as I’m willing to let loose right now.


Have a great first day of school, Viv. I’ve enjoyed every single one of themNow … um … let’s go grab some lunch.

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7 responses to “The Downside of Not Being Anonymous at ODNT

  1. First and foremost: ODNT Jr.: Love the hair. You’re the prettiest seventh grader I’ve ever seen. Truly.

    Second: MICHELE! You are so much stronger than you give yourself credit for! I know the kids miss you just as much as you miss them. But! Think about all the work you’re going to get done. No, that doesn’t help. However, before you know it, there will be days off and Christmas vacation. And Christmas shopping. And tree decorating. And wrapping. And….ahhhhhhh! Now I’m stressed! Anyhoo…vacation and time with them will be here soon enough. Gotta get on Amazon now and get some shopping done! You can do this! xoxo 🙂

  2. Are you kidding??? Your kids are going to ride the ODNT coattails to fame and fortune!!!
    (Probably as authors of their own self help/expose memoir “Bloggy Moms are Crazy!”)

    Have a great school year, Viv!

  3. Oh Michele, people may tell us that being a parent is tough, but they never really tell you that the hardest part is watching them grow-up. It’s something you have no control over and you know that it has to happen, it’s still pretty painful. The only thing we can do, as parents, is to guide our children the best we can in hopes to ensure they grow-up to be well rounded adults; know right from wrong, make those good decisions and be decent human beings. To be quite honest, Michele, I don’t personally know you, but I can tell that your kids are going to be just that. You are doing a great job as a mom and they are going to be amazing adults when they get out there in this big, confusing world. All because of you and your husband.
    Have a great school year, Viv! And hugs to you Michele! You are doing a great job!

  4. Happy School Year 2014-15 Viv! You know you’re mom is pretty incredible right?

  5. I envy the anonymous bloggers too. It would be very cathartic to just blast the people who tick you off and not worry, but maybe this will make us stronger! I love this post.

  6. I would love to be an anonymous blogger in this world. Oh boy… That would certainly be cathartic! Great post and your daughter is beautiful!!!

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