Weird. I posted my blog site address on facebook because a few friends had asked for it, and I had the highest traffic day of my blogging history! So exciting…
And then…a huge drop.
What do you suppose that means?
Those new people who read it thought it was dumb? And so they are DONE?
Extreme high (OH MY GOSH!! LOOK AT THOSE NUMBERS!!) to sad, sad low (no one loves me anymore).
Am I bipolar OR WHAT??
Though I am excited about you new readers and thanks for commenting. This post will be sort of administrative.
I often comment on the comments but I am so behind that the comment sidebar widget thingy will look like I’m the only one who ever comments on my blog because they will all be “dunnthat” and that is just pathetic.
So I wish to spend this post commenting on your comments. But mostly I just want to see how many times I can write “comment” or any of its derivatives. Comment.
Anna…always there for me. Comments on every blog no matter how lame. Heart you. Thanks for thinking I have a nice rack (this was her filter fyi). I only have a nice rack because I’m fat. Glad you’re avoiding Golden Corral…for several reasons. And I knew you would “get” the cookie dough reference. We are kindred spirits. And, for those of you who care, Anna is number one’s girlfriend. I have permission to use that word in terms of who she is in relation to number one. Girlfriend. Girlfriend girlfriend girlfriend. She is hysterical and you all should read her blog.
Chancemusings (heretofore known as CM- just way too long the other way): Glad you’re here. You are so sweet to always read my blog and comment. Glad to help you with your newspaper reading. You’re welcome. <g> Number 3 did have stress-related blisters in his throat – turns out. And I do NOT have it going on…fyi. I can’t believe you went to Donkey Beach as well…How did you hear about it?
Emily H…you should comment more. I’m glad you read.
Tish…Oh Tish…such a loyal friend. You will never be out of dunnthat world. Sorry you think I’m gross.
Andrea…I can’t believe you read my blog in the hospital during labor. I’m honored. And amazed. And I think your underwear is magic when it separates itself in the wash. Wish mine did. And I’m pretty sure we have the same underwear.
Emily S…Stop saying effing. 🙂
CM and Emily S….I am going to try Zumba. Thanks for the suggestion. I still hate the gym.
Father Dear is indeed my dad. Isn’t he cute? I love that you read my blog Dad. Always my biggest fan. Always.
M Park…Love when you comment. I miss you. I’m glad you read even though I gross you out, too.
Emily M…to remind readers…was on a nude beach on her honeymoon when she threw her top on her sleeping husband’s face and ran to the beach. Sounds like a movie. Was there music? You do realize sweetie, that this is only a good thing when one looks like YOU. And thanks for the kidney. I may take you up on it sometime. Em.
Natalie…thanks for dropping by. It’s fun to see you here.
Erin…New reader! Yay! Thanks for dropping by. Your family’s hot.
Mary…I miss you. You are the reason I started a blog. I need you to read my blog for validation…don’t you understand?? Glad you’re back…if you are… Don’t give me the whole “I have three kids under three” speech. Heard it before. 😀 Check out Anna’s blog. As mentioned above, she is D’s girlfriend 🙂
Stephanie! Great to see you here. I love that you’re reading and think I’m funny, but I’m sad you had to do it from a hospital bed. WTH?? 🙂
Kate…I miss you. I brag about you all the time. I can’t believe you’re this big deal doctor now 🙂 I’m so glad to have you back. I know you were on sabbatical…from work and stuff. I’ve missed your comments and I love you. And I will try to keep from getting salmonella. If I must.
Troy. Brave brave Troy. Lone man in the wilderness. I am SO GLAD you read my blog! You rock. Adam and Eve…did Adam volunteer the rib? Or did Heavenly Father just take it? If it was just taken, then Eve has a steady leg to stand on in all arguments. Even though the woman that He gavest Adam ate of the fruit.
Linda…Be brave my friend! Keep commenting! I love when you do. Protein drinks…there is not enough Splenda in the world. Nothing like a protein shake bubble bursting up through my throat either. Ew.
Amy Amy…Forever Amy…a true blue friend who has always kept the faith…So glad the swine flu didn’t kill you. I’d be so sad. You are bionic. For sure.
To so many of you…glad I’m not the only germ freak. I’ll probably be the first one to get swine flu in my family.
I’ll try to keep up on my commenting on your comments from here on out. But this was fun for me…reliving all your greatness. Hope it was fun for you…nothing like seeing your name in print, right?