I have had the name ‘Baileys Blog’ for a while now and it was one that was given to me several years ago by a well-meaning editor. Having now seen the plethora of clever, enticing sites out there I thought it was time for a change. But what to choose?
The Merry Blogger. Use of the definite article is
powerful. Cheery and upbeat and, in being so, isn’t at all like me. A blog has
to ‘say what it is on the tin’, to misquote a now-famous phrase.
Cat Vomit and Conkers. Humorous
without being rip-roaringly funny which is how I see myself. However I think it
would basically stop people viewing for fear of what they may see.
Bath-time with Babycham. Reflects that fact that I am a parent blogger (as it has ‘baby’ in the
title) and also that I am in need of a drink and a bit smelly…. so probably not,
actually. Loving the alliteration - always good in a title.
More difficult than I
thought, this.
Unicorns are Unisex. A great ‘right-on’ name as it refers
to, what is usually, a female-laden object as being non-gender specific. Who am I
kidding? I hate unicorns (and their unfathomable rainbow excretions.)
The Miserable Cow. Hang on, I could be on to a winner
here. This exactly describes me most days. The language is a bit racy, though.
Not sure my friends would approve.
Dressing Gowns and Tantrums. A bit risky this at it is a half-rhyme.
Not sure I can get away with it. Accurately describes my household in the
morning, though, with my reluctant-to-get-dressed teens.
Stop the Pram, I Want to Get Out! Any sentence with an exclamation mark
has to be a winner!!!! Unfortunately, my experience with prams is currently on
the decline on account of my children being a wee bit too old.
And the Little Dog Laughed. Always good to get a nursery rhyme in
at any given opportunity. I don’t have a dog, however, and people may assume I
have. Don’t want to be having any of those awkward exchanges about which flea
powder is the best to use on a puppy.
This is hard! How do
people come up with this stuff?
Fit, Fat and 21. No good. I would have to change the blog name every birthday.
Mary Berry Fan Club. This could get me a few views.
Initially. Followed, almost immediately, by bitter disappointment when people
realise I have absolutely no idea how to make my muffins rise.
Wombats and Dingbats. What’s a dingbat?
Singing from the Same Hymn Sheet. Nope.
My brain’s working
overtime here….
How about…
Early Middle-aged Woman with Grumpy
Teenagers and a Moderately Naughty Cat Blog (?)
Get in!
