Suburban Snapshots


Saturday, June 19, 2010

I'm going to be honest here for a second — this week has totally freaked me out.

Picture me, normally thrilled to see that the 30 or so people (all of whom I'm either friends with or related to, hi Mom!) continue to get my blog notification emails (or at least feel too guilty to unsubscribe) when suddenly, well, shit got real.

Back on the 9th, after picking up Anna's 10th pair of discarded undies, I posted a little Facebook status to the effect of "This place is starting to look like a frat house." or something, I'm too lazy to keep clicking "Older Posts" on my profile page to find the actual post. I expanded it into a little quickie blog entry, and as I sat on the couch with the laptop and Steve rolling his eyeballs each time I'd chuckle I was pretty pleased with myself and knew my little group of mom friends would appreciate the list.

I was happy when the post was shared 20 times, got excited around 60, was stunned to get into the triple digits. By yesterday I figured the counter up there had to be malfunctioning when the display read 15,000. I had a moment of sheer panic, because no offense, but I don't know you people from Adam. By today I had 21,000 shares and 50,000 visits to the entry. Statistically, some of you have to be batshit crazy.

I read the comments as they came in, some of which were terrific and I'm considering giving their own follow-up post. I meant to shut them down at 300 because the app was causing my page to bog down but see above: lazy. I added lots of your blogs to my reader which is undoubtedly going to tack an hour or so onto my usual bedtime, so if any of you have good tips on teaching a 2-year-old how to make coffee in a French press before waking her mama at 6 a.m., leave them in the comments.

I'm grateful for the one-timers who wandered in off of Facebook and for those who will stick around. I loved getting emails thanking me for writing. My girls who kept posting the link to my entry started this rocking of my sheltered little blogger world and I love them all. I appreciate every eyeball in every head that took the time to read my funny little list and spread it like conjunctivitis in a crowded day care. I hope I can continue to entertain you, and that you'll stay with me — at least until I figure out how to make some money off of you.

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