When “write what you know” starts getting scary

So my post total’s been in the tank since I moved a couple of years ago. Some of it’s because of Real Life Going at High Velocity; some of it is because I’ve been making a concerted effort to Not Spend So Much Darn Time on the Internet; some of it’s because Hambet knows that when I’m at the computer, I’m concentrating — and he’s got a chance to raid the ice cream before he gets caught.
And a lot of it is fear. I’ve made some good friends here, good Catholic women, but this is Virginia and they’re tech savvy. They read blogs. They read Catholic mom blogs. They know who else reads blogs. And they’re clever! What if I blog something about, oh, I don’t know, what flavor gum I got at Target and I’m found out?