Bad Week for Bloggers

It’s been a really bad week for bloggers, specifically, bloggers who have been featured in Good Housekeeping. Coincidence? You draw your own conclusions. I don’t mean to be flip about it, at all. It really is bad news all around.

First, Alice Bradley of Finslippy suffered a miscarriage 10 and a half weeks into her pregnancy. I wonder if I could write about it so openly and so soon after finding out. I have a long way to go in opening up to my blog like that. “Sorry, blog, I just don’t think we’re there yet. But don’t worry, I am still in to you.” Coworker Laura and I felt pretty bad for hounding Alice with emails, asking for a photo to upload with her featured article. Had we read her blog, we would have known she had a few other more important tasks to deal with. That was on Tuesday.

Yesterday at work as I was clearing off my desk and deleting all personal and incriminating files from my computer, I got Twittered by DadGoneMad blogger Danny Evans. He had just been laid off — by phone, no less. I’ve been broken up with by email — in an adult relationship, by someone I had moved across the country to be with — so I know what it’s like to be cast off without any regard for where we might be or what we’re doing at the time.

“Hey, Danny? How’s it going? Good, good. Look, you driving or anything? Operating any heavy machinery? What are you doing right now, man? Just playing with the kids? Well, I’ve got some news for you, bud. The good news is that you’re going to have a lot more time to spend with your children. The bad news is, uh, you’re fired. Hah, hah, hah, no, sorry, I wish it were a joke, man. Yeah, well, you take care now, okay? Good, talk to you soon. Hang in there.”

Cowards, the lot of ya. Don’t worry, Danny - think of how much fun it will be to turn that bitterness into an angry, scathing blog post. Ah, sweet release.

I’m almost afraid to check in with our next featured blogger, whose name I am just superstitious enough to not utter, lest it rouse the angel of death, come to tap, tap, tap her on her shoulder.