(Oh wait…I think that is supposed to be “Why the long face?” I was actually just setting you up for the subject of this post!)
I have added a clever little widget to the sidebar of this blog that tracks when and where people read this from. I’ve seen this on other blogs, first over at my friend (well, I think she is still my friend though I haven’t communicated with her in ages. Laura- are you out there?) Laura’s blog.
Of course, the stats on this little ticker are a little inflated because I have been checking randomly all day to see who else is checking. So a lot of those “Omaha, Nebraska” hits are from yours truly.
Why add this clever device?
I go through phases where I kind of wonder why I waste time blogging. I mean, let’s face it, for the 207 posts that I have put here- I could have used that time to unpack my bedroom…or learn Chinese…or exercise…or…you get the picture. So every once in a while I think maybe I’ll give it up.
Last Sunday, I was hanging with my cousin, Lizz, and the subject of a mutual acquaintance came up. And as a side note, Lizz said, “Oh yeah, she loves your blog.” I was stunned- she reads my blog? For real? Not once has she commented (I will not name names, but if that applies to you maybe you should try that some time soon, huh?)
Another time, an acquaintance at church turned to me and said, “I don’t think you look that big.” I blinked. First of all I was like 47 weeks pregnant with Ella- maybe not quite that much but I sure felt it- and second of all, I didn’t understand why a conversation would start that way. “I read your blog.” she stated simply, so she was actually referring to the series of posts that were dedicated to how swollen and huge I was (Sorry about that- for those of you readers who stuck with me through the “I’m as big as a whale” series I seriously apologize and thank you for your faithfulness) She reads my blog, I thought with a smile.
So the Live Traffic Feed is up. And I would like to take this opportunity to say that whoever read this blog from Australia today pretty much rocks.
I would also like to take this opportunity to explain the eleven different templates and backgrounds I’ve used in the last two weeks. I was having a form of that experience where you try something on in the store that looks AWESOME and then get home and think, “Ugh.” So the blog looks were just not quite working. But I think this one is here to stay…for awhile.
Well, I guess that’s all for now. Going to the zoo in the morning (that’s the Henry Doorly Zoo and not the pediatrician’s office, though I see how you could confuse the two) and that should be fun. Last time the train was not running and Isaac talked about nothing else for a week. A complete stranger would smile hi and then I-man would yell, “Train at zoo broken!” as if they might not know and really should.
Ella started blowing kisses. So fun.
Drew said today, “Mom, I thought of a new experiment that would test soil erosion.” OK, my five-year old!(For some reason he is really into soil erosion!)
I know I said that’s all, but I’m trying to kill time while I wait for the natives to fall asleep. Seriously, bedtime has gotten out of control around here.
Here’s the two songs that I have been listening to non-stop. You should check them out and then…who knows…maybe tell us (me and my new friend in Australia) what you think…
Maybe by Ingred Michaelson
Learning How to Die by Jon Foreman
OK- time to stop the “Ignore the behavior” approach that my pediatrician talks about and get a little more “hands on” with the non-sleepers.
Good night, readers.