because i have nothing to write i thought i would share with you a conversation i had with my husband (the marriage and family therapist who does wilderness therapy for troubled teens turned JI Joe) a few weeks ago
i'll set the scene: jake took the liberty of writing something on the blog about just how darn cool he really is, and during our conversation the next night he was giddy like a school girl about your guys' comments...it went a little like this:
jake: hey did you see how many comments i got?!
me: thinking to myself:pioneer woman got 14,000+ comments once and some blogs i check on a regular basis get like 20-50 comments everyday...
me: yeah..wow! 11 comments
jake: haha, yeah you like only got 5!
jake: yeah so about those comments...who exactly are these people?
me: oh mainly people i've known throughout the years and some that i've just "met"
jake: so you know them?
me: uh....hmmm...well i read their blogs and i see what they are up to on a regular basis but i've never met them face to face...yeah i know them.
jake: have you ever met them?
me: shoot... uh no.
jake: wait...you've never met them? and they comment on your blog?
me: thinking hard...i have no idea, some of them like my super wittiness, while others like my decorating and second hand finds...i think...oh i don't know probably same reason why i check out some other blogs on a regular basis.
jake: and why is that? i mean check out blogs on a regular basis?
me: mainly i love to see what people are doing, i get inspired or i see what they've made, see how their kids are growing up...see that other women out there are going through the same headaches and blissful moments in mothering, and so forth. i mean the list goes on and on, but when i write about this in the blog i don't want to have it be too lengthy...okay just kidding on saying that on the last little bit
jake: that's weird...
me: not really actually EVERYONE is doing it and it links me to the outside world, i mean hello you left me and the kids in a town in the middle of nowhere with 500 people!!! i need the blogging thing!
jake:whatever floats your boat...uh...you aren't going to write like personal stuff are you?
me: thinking, uh i already have written about meltdowns, pity parties, and IUD's...uh what do you mean "personal"
jake: you know like if i do something that makes you mad or something
me: hahaha...no i'll make sure to portray you as the hunkiest most adorable, sweetest, rubs my feet when i don't even ask, JI Joe meets wilderness man slash jason bourne, tim the tool guy taylor (with out the screw ups) kind of guy that you are...does that sound good?
jake: yeah right...you're going to write about me making you mad aren't you?
me: yeah probably, but you hardly ever do, so you don't have to worry...
jake: hmm i don't think i like you blogging.
me: just don't make me mad and you'll be just fine...
jake: yeah i don't like you blogging...
me: just don't make me mad...