Aselin

I re-read yesterday's post and chuckled again reliving the event. I know it's a good thing I write these little moments down, I'm confident my tiny brain wouldn't recall them. I do have to admit, knowing some of you who read my blog, I'm surprised at the lack of comments.

There are a few possibilities for this:

1. My life leaves you speechless. This is likely the most rational explanation since when you bump in to me, you have gathered your thoughts and share them freely. I'll see some of you in the grocery store, out to lunch and even at church. Most of the time I get comments on how sorry you are for me. How embarrassed you are for me. How you enjoy laughing at me.

2. You are embarrassed to know me. This is also a rational possibility. I do have a few 'followers' who are entirely made up, anonymous with fake e-mail addresses. Now, I understand not wanting to be seen in public with me. I get that from my kids all the time. What I don't understand is why you don't leave your sassy little comments anonymously. I don't have a magic tracking system to decipher who you are. The government might, but since I'm not in tight with them right now they probably won't grant me access to their technology.

3. You don't know how to type. This possibility is me grasping at straws. Unless you have to have your children help you log in to my blog, which come to think of it, some of you actually do, you should be able to hunt-and-peck out a comment or two.

4. It's not that interesting. There is a likelihood that you return day after day just hoping, praying, that one time I might, like a blind squirrel, post something interesting. Until then you're withholding comment.

Who knows?