Living the life.

We have all heard these common cliche's:

• Live life to the fullest
• Live and Learn
• Live, Laugh, Love
• Live everyday as if it is your last.
• Live and let live.
• Live in clover
• Live dangerously.

Now we can add to the list "Live the blogging life." 

I have recently been asked to "live the blogging life".  To some of you reading this, living the blogging life may be more than self evident. Some of  you may be more than willing, if not excited to live it.  But, for me, I have to ask myself, "Do I want to live the blogging life?"  And, if I am totally  honest with myself, it is the reason for my deep down, not so self evident, rise of a rebellious twinge in the pit of my stomach.

I'm afraid my idea of living is not blogging.  My idea of living is interacting with people and not a machine regardless of how sleek, ergonomic, or light weight it is.  My idea of living is calling my Dad for his recipe for Creton, not looking it up on a cooking blog. 

Living life to me means going outside and letting my lungs fill with fresh air and doing something that helps me feel like I am alive, like letting the sun shine on this somewhat freckled face of mine, or picking the vegetables that are growing in my garden, or riding my bike by the river. 

So, I must ask you, "What does living the blogging life" mean to you?  I really would like to know.

Well, I guess that is it for now.   I am going into my non technologically advanced kitchen and interact with some sustainable chicken and interface with the sentient beings in this humble domicile.  That to me, my dear fellow blogger is part of what I call living..