Readers!

It always surprises me when people tell me they read my blog.  I write these posts just to entertain myself.  I force the hubster to read it.  At the beginning, I would call him from work every morning and ask "Have you read my blog?" because I would rather have him read it for himself than to have an actual conversation with him. So sad.

Anyway, I've had a few friends tell me they read it and it feels great and embarrassing at the same time.  So last time I visited San Diego, I showed my mom my blog because it had some pictures on there I wanted to show her.  She seemed interested enough, so when I got home, I emailed her the link.

Lo and behold, I get a call from her last week asking if the hubster was ok.  I was like, "hes fine" and thinking this is a random call.  Turns out my mom actually reads my blog (HI MOMMY!) and saw the crazy picture of the hubster from the sleep study.  She was concerned.  She doled out the Chinese motherly advice and got off the phone.

I love that my mom and others read my blog even thought it's about nothing and all the nothingness that goes on in my life.