One of the things about people you actually know reading the blog is the habit to edit what you want to say. I hate that. That is the number one reason that my family is not invited! Sorry mom and dad.. [My tone seems off, am I editing myself? Putting on an air? It’s so hard to tell. I think I am an air.] Where was I? I had to stop and use the restroom.. Oh, so yeah. It puts a different feel to the whole ‘blogging’ thing when it is very possible to have someone call and be like, “...oh, and I read your blog today.”, or worse, “was that thing you wrote about me?”. Yikes! Right? I am lucky that Richard rarely reads my blog. I mean, he’ll visit every day, but if he sees more that like a short paragraph he glazes over and clicks through. He say’s it’s cause he knows me so well, or lived through it and doesn’t need to read about it. Heh. Cute.

Anyway, I guess I should get to the point. The whole reason I started this whole mess is because I totally had something I wanted to blog, but feel uncomfortable writing about because of my readers… I should just get it out there right? Put in on the front porch? It’s not any big ol’ drama… Nothing bad or anything. But if I am going to wear my “I’m blogging this” tee with any kind of clout behind it I need to get over my damn self and blog it!

Right?

So yeah. I was on the Google today. I like the Google. I get lots of visitors from the Google (Hi!), and I like to see why they found me, so I will click through from my stats to the actual Google search they made to see where I rank. Google makes me happy. But something possessed me to start Googling others. I know! How rude, right? Who am I to go around Googling people? Especially people I know! It can be surprising, yet really weird. (It pleases me tho that dp.com was in the first page or two…for some of you.) But I am still stalling. Stall. Stall. Stall. I guess what I am saying is…

I Googled. Nice to meet you. Your life on the internets is wildly different than mine. But similar in small ways. I’d love to chat about that someday. But not right now cause like I am gonna pretend you never read this.

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