I am an idiot. 

This is something most of us know or at least have gleaned from reading my blog. Idiots are people who do really stupid things on a regular basis. Stupid, ignorant, badly thought out hurtful things. 

Yesterday was my first Sunday back at my ward since The Incident. (If you don’t know what the incident is, please go back to your gift wrap and ignore this blog.) It was also the day that I realized that PEOPLE IN MY WARD KNOW ABOUT MY BLOG. 

See, no one in my ward (except about three of my close friends) have ever said a word to me about it, and I doubt they read it regularly. I’ve never seen a comment or had anyone really mention it, so in my blond brain my blog and my ward have zero relationship. It’s my safe place. To vent. 

Apparently it’s not so safe. 

So, if you are in my ward and partook of my ranting and raving a few weeks ago, please know that I had no idea you were going to read it (unless you are Tricia or Natalie). Had I stopped to think about the fact that some of you might be checking my blog periodically, that whole thing would have gone down much differently. Like, I wouldn’t have written that anywhere. Ever. 

Please feel free to lecture me on public forums and the world wide web in general, I deserve it. And to my sweet Relief Society President, (who is very good and kind and didn’t deserve to have the entire ward know about our conversation), I hope you can forgive me. And I hope my ward can forgive me. Truly, what a rotten thing to have happen. 

Here’s to being better.


  1. I’ve been sorely tempted to vent on my blog in a major fashion and sometimes get jealous of people who can and/or dare to. I’m still glad you did. 🙂

  2. Oh, Annie, I totally get it. Sometimes when someone tells me they are reading my blog, I get taken aback. Strangers are fine. People I know is sort of weird sometimes.

    I’m sure they will forgive you.

  3. Recently some of my ward members discovered my blog. It is strange to think that people I know actually read it. Hahahaha.

    I could see myself going off on my blog; not realizing who reads it. Don’t feel too bad!

  4. I’m sorry. That can’t have been a good experience.
    But props to you for still talking about it. And if nothing else…you’re more famous than you realized. That can’t be all bad? Right?

  5. Angie George says:

    Annie Valentine! I just love you ….. and miss you, where have you been? You need to come over soon for dinner and desert. We miss you and your cute little kids! You should call me or something 663-9902
    What are you guys doing for christmas?

  6. Holy CRAP.

    Crap crap crap.

    Soooooo glad no one in my ward can read English!

  7. I’ve been tempted to also write some things about my family that bug me. But I’ve heard stories about how it usually gets back to the person, and it’s just ugly. I’m sure they’ll understand. So I just stick to half naked tiger men, and all is well.

  8. So…how many carbs do you think crow has?

  9. annie valentine says:

    Laden, Sylvia. Laden.

  10. Oh poor thing. I totally know what you mean. Everyone I know seems to be finding my blog and it puts a bit of a damper on what you can say and your ability to show nude photos. Yea!

  11. You know what Mom would say -six months from now everyone will have forgotten all about it.

    But this post was definitely the right thing to do.

  12. Deanne Jacobs says:

    Well, that just bites. I am sorry it all came down to that. BUT, it will blow over soon enough. I figure if someone really has a problem and chooses to hold a grudge over something (like that) then it is THEIR problem. They will be the sad ones that will miss out on the AMAZING-NESS of YOU!
    When is that girl’s night we’ve talked about actually going to happen? How about either the week between Christmas and New Years or first week of January??

    You know what I think I just NEED to call you.

    LOVED your Christmas letter and picture. June is too cute.

    Goodness I am still going on here… I definately need to call you.

  13. Hmmm. as far as I know 1 person in my ward knows about/reads my blog. I seriously don’t think anyone else would even be interested in googling me. But the best way to find out would probably be to start talking about them… hmm, this could get fun.

  14. One of the reasons I took my name off my blog is that I didn’t want to embarrass my kids. Since I mostly write about them (and they can read and have friends who can read) I haven’t told anyone (ok, 1 person) other than family about my blog.

    It turns out that my kids have been telling their friends. In fact, my 17 year old logs onto a computer at high school during lunch to show his friends my blog posts. Apparently, they get a kick out of it. I figure it is only a matter of time before they tell their parents; eventually, everybody who knows me will know about my blog. I find that thought disconcerting.

    Unfortunately, there is no such thing as anonymity.

  15. Yikes.

    This is the right step to fix it. Good luck.

  16. I can’t stop laughing. This is classic — I feel like we’ve been here before.
    As far as I’m concerned there is no reason to feel embarrassed AT ALL. It’s YOUR blog, you can say what you want, they can take it or leave it b/c you have real feelings & it’s your story to share if you’d like. Hey – in my book, they can be offended if they’d like then it’s on them. You’re human, who didn’t know that already? Would someone like to cast the first stone – be my guest! No one is perfect so embrace your Annie-ness – I do!

  17. Just read your blog after many, many days. Can I share in the “Holy Crap” comment!?! I’m racking my brain trying to think if I told anyone about your blog, but since I struggle with pre-alzheimer’s and only get to your blog because it is saved in my “favorites”, I don’t think I have the brain power enough to have given anyone the blog address. I am soooooooo sorry this happened!!! Crap, Crap, Crap. I will bring you a giant salami with a bow tied around it for Christmas!!! (Where does one find salami when one is not in Italy???)

  18. This is exactly why I have stopped myself everytime I’ve desperately wanted to vent. I’ve envied people who can just say what they’re thinking & feeling. There’s a ton of stuff that I would LOVE to say on my blog & can’t. It’s sad how that works!