Yesterday morning was a little chaotic at my house what with subzero temps outside (windchill of -15) and frozen pipes and no hot water and a landlord who was out of the country and unreachable, in addition to a sudden resurgence of morning sickness, and a toddler who was up crying half the night making us all super sleepy come morning time. Luckily, Jackson’s sitter made it in and we got Jackson out the door for a morning playdate at his friend’s house, which gave me a few hours to get stuff done. But I had so many stupid phone calls to make about the stupid frozen pipes (I had no idea how hard it would be to find a plumber), which, thankfully, thawed on their own and restored hot water back to the Condellberry household. And when I wasn’t stuck on the phone, I was sucked into this epic forum thread — so much so, that I did not get around to writing this morning’s column. I’m sorry. But, seriously, if you didn’t have a chance to check out the epic forum thread and have, oh, an hour or so to spare, go read it.
Sometimes, it’s a fine line writing an advice site that aims to help people but also entertain. What happens when the person/people who need the help are the ones doing the entertaining by virtue of the very mental/personal issue they need help with? I struggle with whether I have a bigger responsibility (mostly in a moral and ethical sense) to embrace and highlight the entertainment value or to offer genuine support when and where and how I can, especially when the entertainment vs. support might be at odds with each other. When someone comes in and starts calling regular readers of DW (and me!) nasty names and threatening to report my site to the cyber police or whatever and just generally being a jerk, it helps solve the ethical dilemma for me. All this is to say: in lieu of a morning column, I bring you this.