Happy Wednesday

Yesterday, I wrote, "Lately, things going on with me are too personal or too political, both of which I don't write in depth about".

I hadn't thought about that comment being taken as the personal things are negative, or difficult.

Those that know me, or have read this blog for awhile, know I usually don't write too deep into my personal life. Lord knows that could be a blog in itself. Perhaps a sitcom even.


Anyway, the personal things aren't bad ... not at all. In fact they are pretty darn good. It's just me, the way I keep my real personal things out of this blog.

Personal things reads men, dating, love life, etc.



The wishes for better days ahead and e-mails of concern are the very thing that I find so heart warming in the blog community. But ... all is good right now.

I'm starting to feel guilty for all the nice comments and e-mails, so I thought I better correct the direction of that statement.

Sure is good to know people care, and for that I thank you.

Googles and Lurkers and Linky's Oh My

I have a site meter on here. I look at it, but I don't Lord over it in hopes of becoming the next Dooce. Highly impossible anyway. I don't have enough constipation, depression, ex-Mormon, Worlds Best Avon Sales Lady stories to write about that would generate 6 figures. (I mean that in a complimentary way Heather)

I do find some things odd about the traffic that comes by here.

For example the things people google that directs them here on a regular basis:

President in crocs ... why do people really care about that?

Constipation nothing works ... this one is almost daily, what's that tell you?

1-3-5- Bathroom Rule ... men? Is it really that much of a question?

On Line Whores ... I understand the search, but in finding me, I'll blame Sunshine!


The linky's that direct here on a regular basis, are probably pure accident:

Confessions of a Pioneer Woman had asked her readers to send her a photo so she could place a face on the name of her readers. (Ree? How ya doing in the memory department?) She has a gazillion readers. But indeed, ask and she received ... hundreds of them. She posted them on her flicker site. I sent her this picture:


But it is posted like this:

Since she is kind enough to put a link to each photo, I am thinking most click it to see what kind of technically challenged nut doesn't know how to send a photo with the right amount of pixels to fit into the reader set.

Technorati ... OK, so I have that little widget on my sidebar. When I first started blogging, I saw most everyone had it. I went to the site and saw it as way to fit yourself into a like minded blogging community. Crap, where do I fit in when there are millions of people all over the world signed up with millions of topics? I have no idea how people find me in that melting pot, but they do. Maybe someone can explain it to me.

And finally the lurkers:

RockStarMommy has never been to my site that I am aware of. She's not on my blogroll of daily reads, but I do go over there and leave comments. She is young and married to what seems like a patient cool husband, and has produced two offspring. She is talented in the arts. An amateur photographer and musician, but still with bragging rights. She dresses cool and funky, no mom jeans for that girl. She bakes awesome cakes and reins creative play time with her kids. I get more traffic from her than any other site. Her readers are either scratching their heads over my quirky comments, or wondering why plain white bread hangs out amongst them.