Whew, the hardest part is over! I knew I was going to agonize over the name of my new blog! Me, Miss wishy washy, Miss. Safe in my comfortable box, Miss. “Undeclared” at the age of 38… I have half-written mini essays and silly rhyming children’s stories scribbled on unattached scraps of paper or saved on a dinosaur computer that overheats and is in jeopardy of the blue screen of death at any moment. Once the inspiration hit me, I had the first blog post written in an hour. It took about 3 days of brainstorming, however, to come up with a valid name that didn’t pigeonhole me into a tight niche or to find one that wasn’t so general that the reader would have no clue as to what the blog was about. (Ok, maybe mine is closer to the latter of the two.) Day 1 was when I was absolutely sure of the topic that I would be blogging about. Then the internal questions started: “What if I run out of subject matter?” “What if I wanted to post general stories or observations?” “What if I want to post a fun new recipe or pontificate about something that’s happening on the news, would my reader say, ‘hey, this has nothing to do with the name of the blog!’” I’m my own worst enemy, I tell ya! I started the domain procuring & naming process this afternoon, but soon found out how many other wonderfully sarcastic and snarky blogs with amazingly creative names are already owned. My husband was actually the cause of the name break through. He told me to describe myself in a few words, it didn’t work. Then he suggested I reread my first blog that was saved on my computer. And there it was! The very last sentence was the idea for the name of my new blog.
The Urban Dictionary’s definition of “following a bunny trail” means to go off topic during a discussion. Perfect! The first time I heard the phrase was from my Aunt. Her quiet demeanor and deadpan delivery was key to causing my laughing fit, which put the phrase into my memory forever. She had just finished a long phone conversation with my mother, and simply said that she was exhausted from trying to follow her bunny trails. This image popped into my head of a scared little bunny hopping left and right, zig zagging all over the place, and it was the perfect description of a normal conversation with my mom! She’ll be talking about one friend and then she says something about dinner then back to another friend and on to a medication she read about… no segue whatsoever… you’re just expected to follow the conversation. And you know what? Heredity being what it is, I have a tendency to go off on my own little hard to follow bunny trails. Most of my close friends are not afraid to interrupt me and say, “Wait, what are you talking about? Ohhh, I thought we had finished that topic two minutes ago- hahahaha!”
I had originally wanted this blog to be about living with a child with ADHD, and it will be about that, but I didn’t want it to be written solely on this topic. The Mayo Clinic staff defines ADHD (Attention Deficit Hyperactivity Disorder) as a chronic condition that affects millions of children and often persists into adulthood. ADHD includes a combination of problems, such as difficulty sustaining attention, hyperactivity and impulsive behavior. I don’t feel the need to go in depth about ADHD at this time because, as they say, it affects millions and no doubt you already know a little something about this malady. We’ve all heard the joke: “I don’t have ADD, it’s just that…OhLookAKitty!” Otherwise known as “following bunny trails.”