For several months now when my mind drifts to the many things it likes to think about when it doesn't have anything specific to think about -- I seem to have these recurring thoughts. Thoughts about this blog.
Not really about the blog itself -- but about you, my readers, my invisible friends, the people who learn more and more about me and my family all the time -- and I have no idea who you are!
Ok, so I know several of you. And I'm related to some of you. And I'm actually real-life friends with many of you. However, there are still many people reading this blog that I've never met, living in cities I've never been to.
Sometimes when I think about my blog friends (you, my readers) that I don't know, I'm astonished, amazed, and curious as to what is so interesting that brings between 40 and 70 of you back to this crazy blog day after day. Don't get me wrong -- I love that you are out there reading.
Knowing that you come back to read day after day makes me want to give you something like other blog writers do -- like a camera -- or cookware -- or an all expenses paid visit to my
ranch, er, uh, Cottage.
For cryin' out loud -- you've met our kids
and their significant others (where applicable)
You know some of things we like to do . . . and read.
You know how we spend Easter weekend . . .
and that we have weird kids
who have fun with their (weird) friends
and are proud of their weirdness.
You've endured our vacation pictures
and my tears