Hi there. I’m not going to post tomorrow, so here is some randomish stuff for you today, post-dated to post tomorrow. We’ll see if this works.
So one little pet peeve of mine is the perfectly clean kitchen in all the cooking shows/blogs/food media.
Especially when they show/blog/whatever is about COOKING.
You know they clean up a lot before they take those pictures, or they have prep chefs doing all the dirty work, then cleaning their set kitchen.
When I’m cooking, my kitchen is not perfect.
In fact this is what my kitchen looks like right now, while I’m making sauce for birthday lasagna for the mountain man, making snickerdoodles for birthday dessert, unloading the dishwasher and taking care of a baby.
Here’s my counter, while I’m trying to work & get organized to finish the cookies & assemble the lasagna. Being organized is really important when you’re cooking, and since I’ve had the Pie my cooking organization has suffered. I’ve burned rice, forgotten ingredients or entire steps.
OK so here’s some more randomness.
I’m in love with you guys.
I am seriously serious.
I try not to check my blog traffic obsessively, but I fail. I’m probably checking my traffic right now. And it’s not that I’m trying to build a huge following, and it’s not that I’m trying to estimate how much money I could make if I started running ads. It’s that blogging is an exercise in narcissism, an outlet, and therapy, and I want to see that people are reading, that what I have to say is important to someone, that it has helped or made someone smile. I want a little validation.
And here’s a huge validation.
I was popping around to some blogs I read, and I noticed something out of the corner of my eye, as I was scrolling around.
I think that’s my name. Well my blog’s name.
And ohmygawd it was. I’m linked from another blog. I messaged the mountain man to tell him. I shrieked a little (ok it was a whisper-shriek – the Pie is sleeping). I was ecstatic. Someone is reading me, and linked it.
That was the best.
I also whisper-shriek whenever I get an email that I got a comment, and especially when I don’t know the person who left the comment! Holy frijoles, people are reading, and it’s not just that I have the best friends ever, ant they are reading because they feel obligated or because I don’t call them
So I (obsessively) checked my stats. I’ve had a handful of hits via links sent in emails. That means someone liked what I wrote, emailed it to someone, and they opened it! (Either that or someone thought what I wrote was stupid, sent a link in an email with a note that said “hahahahah check out what this douchebag wrote!” and the recipient opened the link!)
And get this. I have international readers. And some of you are people I don’t know.
I get hits from the UK. I know who you are, and I love you. You have, and continue to shape my life.
I get hits from Denmark. I know who you are, and I am so, so excited for the adventure you’re embarking on.
I get hits from Germany. I know who you are, thank you for visiting and for being a friend!
But I also get hits from people I don’t know! Canada, Malaysia, Japan, Australia, India, Russia, Ireland, Slovenia, Singapore! I haven’t even been to some of those places! (OK, of this list I’ve only been to Canada.)
Maybe some of you are just computer programs crawling the web for blogs that allow anonymous comments so that you can post links to your weird websites. If so, thanks for visiting! But some of you might be real people.
And if you’re a real person, then we’re friends. You’re getting to know me a little with each page view, and I want to know you, too.
And of course I probably have plenty of American readers who I don’t know, and I want to know you, too.
Where do you live? What is your house like? What do you do? Do you have kids? What’s your favorite food/meal? What floats your boat? What do you want to read about? Do you have a favorite blog I should check out?
I’m so glad we’re friends.