A Peek Behind the Blog as I Start It: The Tools, Choices, and Chaos

When you first start your blog, you go through all the emotions of wondering if you even want to take up the mantle or not. Is this something you actually want to do? Then you start coming up with why you would and what it should even be about. And then you finally hit the part where you’re like, now how in the ever-loving hell do you do this? And yes, you can still have dignity and grace and use curse words. It’s all in the tone.

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Once I got over the emotions and the overthinking and the stress and the worry, I got down to the brass tacks. First and foremost, if anyone ever tells you that starting anything won’t cost you money, they are lying through their teeth. Maybe not the first couple of weeks or months if you’re on a free trial, but eventually there will be a cost. You just have to decide what that cost is going to look like for you. So I’m going to go through the items I chose to use for my blog. This might not be what’s right for you, or maybe it is, or maybe it’s close. These are just the things that fit my needs and how I want to run this.

When I took stock of what was important to me, anonymity was high on the list. I needed to find a way to do this and still stay behind the scenes, backstage, behind the curtain. So I knew I needed a business email that everything could attach to. I also knew that if I wanted the option of monetization or merchandise later, I needed to set that up at the beginning instead of trying to figure it out later. If you’re going to do something, do it right the first time or you’ll end up spending more in the long run.

I went with Google Workspace. I already use Google for email, so it was familiar and an easy transition into learning a new system. It’s been a learning curve, that’s for sure, but having the base helped. I also already have a Microsoft 365 family subscription, which gives me flexibility later without adding more cost. Google is for my email and housing photos and documents for the blog; Microsoft is where all my writing and administrative work lives. They work well together and it keeps everything clean.

Then came the question of where to buy my domain. I knew I wanted to own my domain separate from my business email host and my website host; that was a must for me. I thought about going with one company that looked cheaper, but after a deeper dive, it wasn’t the right fit. I ended up using Namecheap and I bought my domain for 10 years. Yes, 10. I don’t want to worry about it, and having it for that long gives me time to get established while keeping someone else from taking it and turning it into a dirty site. Yes, that can happen. Or they can buy it and ransom it back to you. Once they own it, they can do whatever they want. Also, make sure your domain privacy is active. Namecheap gives it for free, which keeps my home address off the public record, a non-negotiable for me.

Next was choosing a website host. As a beginner, that is the most terrifying part. This took the longest and was the part that made me pause. I just couldn’t figure out which one would be the best fit. So I took my time, did my research, and figured out what I needed. I narrowed it down to two, but I decided on Hostinger. It fits what I need right now. I’m learning, and I needed something good for beginners that would let me grow in confidence. I do have experience managing websites; I just don’t have experience building one. So Hostinger it is.

Then I had to think about photos and graphics. I needed a place where I could create multiple things for different reasons but still tie it all together. So I went with something I already know: Canva. If you would like to save some money you can use the free version. I am right now, but I do intend to upgrade in the future. I am sure I will need the flexibility to use everything on their site. Just know if you use the free version you will be limited in what you can do. As I am already learning enough new programs, using Canva no-brainer.

The second big decision was whether to get a new laptop. My Surface was over seven years old and the keyboard decided it was retiring to Shady Pines. So we made the decision that getting a new laptop for the blog was the right thing. The Surface can still be used for personal things in tablet mode until it also retires. This was a hard decision and we went to Best Buy a few times, testing, looking, and pricing. It’s a big commitment, so you need to make sure you’re getting the laptop that works for you. I wanted portability, comfort, speed, and something that could be used for long periods without overheating.

So far, this laptop has handled the load. Every laptop gets warm, but I’m talking about the “nuclear-meltdown-shutting-down” kind of hot and this one hasn’t even flinched. You can buy things to help with that, but I haven’t looked into any of it yet. When I get into a zone, I work for hours with small breaks, so overheating could be a thing. The laptop we chose is the ASUS Zenbook 14, 16 GB RAM, 512 GB storage, Intel Core Ultra 7. This was the first purchase we made when we decided to start the blog, and I’m very happy with my choice.

So now Age Comes With Commentary is officially up and running with three posts. I’m excited to keep this going, and I wanted to share what I chose to use. This is not a “you should get these items” blog. I’m just happy with my choices for now, and if you’re feeling lost and don’t know what to do, here are some products you can look at knowing they’re being used for this very blog. Good luck, and I hope this helps if you’re on this journey or just living vicariously through Age Comes With Commentary.

Past Wanderings

  • When Life Sucks and You’re Just Trying to Get Through It

    Life sucks. Yep, I said it. Sometimes life just sucks.

    I cannot be the only one who feel like giving up and living in a hole sometimes. I know I am not. It feels like, it seems like, every time we think we have things figured out or things are finally starting to move in the right direction, something hits us. Right hook. Something breaks. Left hook. Something horrible happens. Bomb drop. The world goes to pot and now you are stuck.

    I feel like a rodent in that stupid wheel running as fast as I can and getting nowhere. No matter what I do or what we do we cannot get our heads above water. We turn right, but we should have turned left. We turn left and we were supposed to go straight. It is never ending.

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    So yes, life sucks. But life can be wonderful. Do I wish I was not here. No. But do I wish I could hibernate until all the bad goes away and suddenly I or we can get ahead again. Yes. Very much yes.

    Yes, I know there are people who have it worse. I hear that all the time. Someone always has it worse than you. That might be true but my feelings are still valid. If I am feeling this way then let me feel this way. We don’t need to guilt each other or go into a competition over who has it worse.

    I dislike these type of sayings. Another one I am not a fan of is the grass is not always greener on the other side. Well, you know what. At least it is green. Mine is currently brown and getting browner.

    No matter what your status in life is we all feel this way at some point. We just have different versions of what life sucks looks like depending on where we are standing.

    Now if your life sucks because you chose to do something awful, illegal, or shady that is on you. You get whatever crap karma hands you. I have no empathy for any of that.

    But if you are going through a breakup or financial distress or job loss or the loss of a loved one or illness or family issues, I could keep this list going. I am with you. We are all with you.

    Scream it to the sky. Life sucks.

    But it can get better. And it will. I have to believe this. No matter what is going on in the world or in my area or in my circle it can get better. It just might take some time. And to be honest I am not the most patient person when I need the stress of life sucking to go away.

    What do I do. Well, nothing and everything. I take a deep breath. I write. I talk. I cry. I do whatever I need to do. And when it still feels like life will not fix itself, I go through. Because what else can we do but go through. Sometimes moving forward is not the thing. Sometimes we have to go through the sludge and the guck and the crap to get to the other side.

    And once we get to that other side it might be a good idea to look back and ask why did life suck at that time. Was it because of a choice I made. Or was it life giving me a swift kick in the butt. Once you understand it maybe you can change something next time. Or maybe you learn how you handle a bag full of life lemons. And maybe you can make a lemon meringue pie with it. I do not like lemon meringue pie or lemonade. Lemon water. I like lemon water. I digress. The point is to make something with the lemons so they do not rot.

    And if you start to have those thoughts you know the ones I mean or a voice starts telling you to do harm, please get help. No one is better off without you. Not even the super villain from the crime shows. And you should never listen to any voice telling you to do harm. Someone in your life would miss you. You never know. Everything you are going through could be leading you to something better. You just might not know what that is yet.

    Does life suck. Yes. Is the world on fire. In a manner of speaking maybe. But will it get better. Yes, I believe that.

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    Influencer Fatigue and the Search for Real, Honest Opinions

    Influencer. Content creator. Vlogger. Podcaster. Blogger.
    All these titles come with some kind of negative weight now, but “influencer” is the one that gets me the most. And the sad thing is, most of these people are probably great. It is just the handful who take things too far or get a little too comfortable being dishonest about what they are influencing that ruins it for everyone else.

    Influencer culture used to feel different. In the beginning, you would watch someone and think, yes, I could see myself owning that. It felt like the popular kid in school. Think Teen Witch when she wished to be the most popular girl and suddenly everyone copied her look. Or Mean Girls when Cady wore something and the whole school followed. We have always been influenced by someone. Jennifer Aniston and the Rachel haircut. NSYNC and the frosted tips. Shoulder pads. Yes, I remember them. We all do.

    But even then, we still had our own identities. Trends moved slower. You could keep up without feeling like you were losing yourself in the process.

    Now it feels like to stay in the loop you need accounts on a hundred different apps. There is an influencer, content creator, vlogger, or blogger for every possible niche. There are even people whose entire thing is too de-influence. It is noise on top of noise.

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    So how do you find the truth in all of that?
    How do you find the real review, the honest suggestion, the “this is just my opinion, and you can agree or not” kind of content.

    You look past the flash.
    Like Billy Flynn sings in Chicago, it is all razzle dazzle. You have to look past the show and find the quieter corners of the internet. The ones that are not trying to blind you with ring lights and jump cuts.

    My favorite reviews are the ones where you can tell the reaction is real. I love when someone takes you along to buy something they have saved up for and are genuinely excited about. What I do not love are the massive luxury hauls that feel more like tax write offs than real life. But if that is what you enjoy watching, enjoy it. Truly. Just do not be fooled into thinking that is everyday life. Most of the time, it is not.

    And before anyone thinks I am lumping everyone together, I am not. You are reading my blog right now. I do not think every content creator, vlogger, podcaster, or blogger is like this. Influencers… well, the word itself is the issue. You are influencing people to buy what you buy and do what you do. That is the job.

    Most creators are actually trying to share something useful within their niche or their expertise. I follow plenty of them when I need information.

    So why this long monologue?
    Because I want you to know where I stand when I talk about a product, an experience, a trip, anything at all. When I share an opinion, that is exactly what it is. An opinion. What you do with it is entirely up to you.

    And since we are here, let me make one thing clear.
    I will never be on trend. I have never been. Jeans and classic tops are my comfort zone. Occasionally a dress, but always classic and timeless. If you ever catch me pushing something trendy, assume I sold out and feel free to call me out. Unless it is a trend coming back from the past. Equestrian style, western wear, Audrey Hepburn, Grace Kelly, Ginger Rogers. Those are nonnegotiable. I have been an equestrian for more than thirty years. I get a permanent pass.

    Commentary is my thing, giving you an opinion whether you want it or not.

  • Road Rage, Bad Drivers, and the Rise of the Road Goblin

    My favorite time for driving in Summer. School is out, the roads finally calm down, and for a minute it feels like the world remembers how to breathe. And honestly, does anyone else hate driving now.

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    I used to love it. The freedom, the quiet, the let’s just go for a drive and clear my head feeling. Now every time I leave the house, I am either irritated, scared, or irritated because I got scared.

    And let me say this upfront. If you are one of those people who goes from mild annoyance to full on homicidal rage behind the wheel, you need to get a grip. It is not that deep.

    But seriously, why can’t anyone drive anymore.

    I am not pretending I am perfect. I have done dumb things on the road. I know it the second it happens and I feel like an idiot. But at least when you know you messed up, you try not to repeat it. That is the difference.

    Like the other day. Four way stop. I stop. She stops after me, but she is to my right. I let the car ahead of me go, then I go. And this woman, who absolutely saw me stop first, suddenly decides she should go too. She rolls forward like she owns the intersection and then lays on her horn at me like I personally ruined her day. She had pedestrians to wait for (we are driving in a historic small town road). She was not ahead of me. And if she had hit me, it would have been her fault. Come on.

    Why are we like this. Why do people think it is normal to tailgate, cut people off, weave through traffic, or act like the road belongs to them and the rest of us are just in their way.

    If I am already going ten over and you are still glued to my bumper, go around me. If it is a one lane road and I am going the speed limit, get off my ass. If we are in traffic and no one can move any faster, do not flick me off like I am the one controlling the universe.

    And flipping someone off. Absolutely not. People’s crazy flags are flying high these days. You do not know who is going to go full Criminal Minds over a hand gesture. Do I sometimes want to. Yes. Do I value staying alive. Also yes.

    So how do we fix this. I honestly do not know. People are getting worse, not better. All we can do is drive, ignore the idiots, and remind ourselves that half the time the jerk who cut you off ends up at the same red light anyway. Or turns at the next street. Or gets off at the next exit. All that drama for nothing.

    And do not tell me you cannot tell the difference between someone being a jerk and someone rushing because something is actually wrong. You can see it. The panic, the crying, the fear. There is a difference.

    Also, I will not lie. It is deeply satisfying when a cop is in the right place at the right time and catches one of the road goblins in the act. If that offends you because you drive like a jerk, that is on you.

    For the rest of us who are just over it, I bow in respect. Deep breath. We will survive. This is coming from someone who remembers driving down a road and not seeing another car for miles.

    Ok, I am jumping off my soap box, though I am sure I will jump on it again.

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    Choosing Conversation in a Loud World: Why Real Change Starts With How We Speak

    I’m sitting here with a glass of wine and realized something I probably need to say. Some of the topics that end up on this blog, whether they come from me or from my other half, you might not like. And that’s fine. Truly. This is my space, and I get to write what’s on my mind. In vino veritas, right? From wine comes truth.

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    Depending on the day, these posts might be written with coffee, wine, or water. And the topics will be just as varied. One day it might be something heavier about the world, and the next it might be a place I’ve traveled, a product I actually use, or something I’ve experienced and think is worth sharing. If it’s here, it’s because I genuinely stand behind it.

    There are also nights when I wake up at two in the morning because a thought won’t leave me alone until I write it down. If that ever happens to you, keep a notepad or journal by the bed. I’m convinced I’ve lost some great ideas to falling back asleep.

    Anyway, here’s the point. You’re not always going to agree with what I say. Honestly, that’s a good thing. We shouldn’t all agree on everything, but we should at least be willing to listen. For example, I don’t understand cancel culture. It feels like people get canceled for breathing wrong. And for those of us who’ve been around a while, we can look back at things we said or did and think, “Well… that didn’t age well.”

    Now, if someone is genuinely awful, that’s different. Some people absolutely deserve consequences. But canceling them doesn’t fix anything. Accountability does. Justice does. And if you’re reading this years from now, I am sure you can guess the exact era I’m talking about.

    This might be an unpopular opinion, or maybe it isn’t and people just don’t say it out loud. Either way, here’s where I stand. If I write something you don’t agree with, that’s okay. You don’t have to agree with it to read it. You’re welcome to comment and share your thoughts, but do it with dignity and grace. If not, your comment won’t make it through. I’m here for conversation, not combat. There is a difference.

    It’s funny how a computer screen or a drink gives people courage they don’t have face-to-face. And while we’re on the subject, not everything needs to be filmed and posted for the world. That does not always help. If something serious happens, give it to the people who can actually do something about it. And if they don’t, then take it to the next proper authorities. A news station, or even several. The goal is to get it into the hands of people who can actually act on it, not just rack up views.

    This whole cancel-everything mindset has to stop. Bring back peaceful protest for things that actually matter. Boycotting a massive company because you disagree with them rarely changes anything. Some are simply too big to feel it. Others can be impacted, but only if you’re strategic and consistent over years, not days.

    Trends shift. Outrage shifts. But laws, state or federal, are what actually change things. And if you want something to change, that is where your voice matters. Make your voice heard in the places that shape laws, because that is where real, lasting change comes from. Meanwhile, small businesses close faster than any big chain. We talk about shopping local, but the reality doesn’t always match the slogan. I am guilty of this myself shopping big, but when I can I do aim to make purchases from a small/local business.

    So what am I trying to say? Simply this. You won’t always agree with what I post, and that’s okay. I hope you enjoy the posts and find something in them that makes you think, but my commentary is always going to follow where my heart is. Life is messy. Some topics will make you say, “No thank you,” and others will make you say, “Finally, someone said it.”

    If this blog does anything, I hope it opens your mind to interesting conversations or reminds you that you’re not alone in your thoughts. Because I’m convinced we have far more in common than we don’t.

  • One Vert, Two Vert, My Social Battery Don’t Give a Vert

    Have you ever taken those personality tests? I am sure you know the ones, because I am 100% sure you have taken at least one in your lifetime. If you have been in any kind of job, I am sure you have been asked or told you must complete one or more. I have also heard there are some families that make potential in-laws take these tests to make sure they will be a good fit. Now, I am sure some of you are shaking your head at this, but think about it: we have a thousand different tests to help you figure out what box you should be in.

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    Well, what if you just don’t feel like you fit in any box?

    What started this line of thinking? Nothing really—just me at the end of the day feeling mentally exhausted. I’m thinking, why am I so tired? Well, stress (because I am living, which is a whole different topic), work, you name it. Then I started thinking about something. I always say it is because I am in a job where I have to be extroverted, even though I am really an introvert. But then again… am I? Because I don’t always feel like an introvert.

    And here’s the thing—we have all these “verts” now. Introvert, extrovert, ambivert, omnivert, and now, apparently, otrovert.

    I know they’re supposed to be about your social battery—how fast you drain around people or how fast you recharge. But somewhere along the way, it stopped being about a battery and turned into a whole personality label. The test tells you which one you are, and suddenly, that’s your whole identity.

    Though as I have gotten older, I am definitely not as friendly as I used to be. But is that because I am constantly draining my battery? Am I an introvert because it’s true, or just because a test put me in that box? All my jobs have been in some form of customer service; they require me to be outgoing. I am very good at it, too. I’m told I am polite and kind—even when I must tell people “no.” But even when I’m being my most polite, it still drains the meter.

    So, am I really extroverted? Because when I come home, I am drained.

    What I am trying to say, in a very long‑winded way, is that I think we have all placed ourselves in boxes. We needed a way to describe our personalities, so we took a test. Well, guess what? Like any test, these are really just a snapshot of that moment in your life.

    I think I have been putting myself in a personality box. I am tired of people thinking that because I like to read and value my alone time, I wouldn’t do well in a large group or be able to work a room. I know there are people who are born to be the MC of the room, and that is not me. But I also know that I can be that person without a problem.

    I don’t want to call myself an introvert, extrovert, ambivert, omnivert, or otrovert. (Yep, they added another one.) If I did need to put myself in a box, I would probably be an otrovert now. I have moved from introvert, to ambivert, to otrovert.

    To be honest, while I would love to say all of these tests helped me—and maybe they did at the time—now I just feel tired and unsure where I fit. Maybe I should take another test to see where I am now, but I think at some point we just must learn that we are not just one thing. And honestly, throughout the day your personality can change.

    We just need to find the thing that gives us joy and allows us to breathe. I know, easier said than done. It is why I started blogging; I know I can’t be the only one that feels this way.

  • Why now? Why this blog? Why I finally started blogging.

    If you’ve read my About page, you already know the general idea of who I am and what this space is meant to feel like. But that’s the overview, the “nice to meet you.” This post is more like the “pull up a chair and let me tell you how this actually started” version.

    Blogging. Why did I decide to start? Honestly, the better question is when I even started thinking about it. To be completely honest, it all started with a couple of movies: Confessions of a Shopaholic and Julie & Julia. They made me think I could do this, but I didn’t want my name out there. I am not an attention seeker at heart.

    I loved the idea of a hidden blog, like the Girl in the Green Scarf. There’s something freeing about being a tucked away, anonymous voice. Being heard without being stared at. It made me realize I really could do this. I’ve always loved to read, and I realized I enjoy writing too, but not in a “write a whole book” way. More in a conversational, columnist, talk-to-me-like-a-human way. So, for almost 20 years, it’s just been an idea sitting there. And if you saw my first post, you know exactly why it took this long.

    So why now, and why this blog?

    Honestly, it was just time. I finally know who I am, and I’m much more confident in that person. And like many people, I’m looking for a way to make a little extra money that actually fits who I am and how I live. So here I am, older (with the grey hair to prove it, though my hairdresser does a fantastic job hiding it), wiser, or maybe “seasoned,” though that makes me sound like a roast and cooking is definitely not my forte, and just not caring what people think anymore. Which, oddly enough, seems to offend people when you say it out loud.

    This blog finally came into its own over the last few months because I figured out what I wanted it to be. A place for me and my other half to express ourselves, share our thoughts, observations, experiences, and the occasional product we genuinely like. What am I blogging about? Life. The lived in, messy, funny, frustrating, beautiful reality of it. What we see, hear, taste, read, watch, and trip over. If it catches our attention, it’ll probably end up here.

    I’ve been told many times by friends, family, and even people I’ve just met that I should start a blog (or be a therapist or a lawyer). Apparently, I’ve been known to give suggestions, advice, and observations that actually help people, usually delivered with a little wit and sarcasm that somehow makes them listen. Now, if only I could take my own advice and suggestions. I’m a classic case of knowing exactly what everyone else should do while my own life sits in the waiting room. My running joke is that I should start a business where I’m not a therapist, just a paid best friend who holds up a mirror and lets you see yourself.

    Do I know everything? Absolutely not. But as I’ve gotten older, I’ve realized how often we don’t say what we’re really thinking. We swallow it or soften it. But we shouldn’t. We don’t have to be rude or aggressive. We can say what we need to say with dignity and grace. That’s what this blog is about.

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