Wednesday, June 10, 2009

The one in which I declare myself an idiot...

In a perfect world, scads of people would be wild with anticipation for each blog entry. They would sit at their computers every morning, cup of coffee in hand and click on my blog for their morning "fix," then proceed with their days feeling uplifted, entertained or just really good.

But I have to be realistic.

I have seven people who follow the blog enough to actually click on the thingy (technical speak is not my forte) to show their photo on my page as "Followers." Seven. And I don't even know if all seven actually log in and read my blog every day, but I think there are at least a few regulars. And I probably know who they are, too.

Lately, though, when blogging, I've noticed there weren't as many comments as I used to get. Not that there were a ton, mind you. Just those few people who just might have a funny comment or one-liner to accompany the day's entry. I so enjoy reading them all. But all I kept seeing was "0 COMMENTS." I thought my lazy ass leisurely blog schedule had made readers lose interest. Today, however, when logging in, I happened to notice "10 comments awaiting moderation" at the bottom of the screen.


Apparently, at some point in the recent past, I was tinkering with my settings and enabled "comment moderation." And I didn't realize/remember it. And I thought the lack of comments meant everyone left.

(This is where you'd feel sorry for me for being such an idiot so technologically challenged.)

And I'm just emotionally vulnerable enough right now (read: PMS-ing) that I could just cry. Not because I'm sad, but because once I saw there were comments, I realized some of you still DO read my blog. And I'm grateful. For all three of you. Or seven. Whatever.

Don't let my sentiment mislead you. I haven't gone all rainbows, puppies and sunshine. I still have my dark, snarky, (very) often inappropriate side. In fact, I believe I told Lindy today that if I did not heed my body's craving for a cheeseburger today, my mood could quickly swing to, "You wanna piece-a me?! 'Cause I'll take you down like a Christmas tree! Fo shizzle!"

Now,... thanks for reading. Feel free to comment.


Jennifer Cameron said...

All I gotta say is be grateful for PMS'ing because the alternative would suck. LOL!

Lindy said...

Fo shizzle dog - I be readin, yo.


Peace out.

I'm not a blogger said...

Becky, I've been lurking on your blog for a while! Delurking now to tell you I absolutely love it. You're snarky and most importantly FUNNY about day to day trivialities. Pigtails! Awesome. I've thought about the absurdity of grown women with pigtails numerous times, but to hear you mention it...I'm validated! I love your writing and wish I could blog as articulately and with a great sense of humor like you do. People have asked me why I don't blog, but it's because my blog would be called, "I can't think of anything to write except a litany of complaints" and the tone would be so whiny that I dare not trouble the world with it. I'm just happy to read yours and bask in the wit of a long lost cousin! :) keep up the great work! I bet there's lots more lurkers out there!

Jennifer said...

I'm here, I'm here. I read every day ... I just don't comment much (read: ever). Sorry! I'll try to be better about that!