You know what's sad? I spent 3 years writing my heart out, striving to entertain the people who would visit my blog each day, which effort resulted in an average daily readership was around 160.
I know - not very impressive.
So! Life starts kicking me in the behind, as it were, I slack off posting (mostly because I have largely lost my sense of humor and if anyone can find it, please mail it back to me pronto) and - due to some recent change in the Google Image search algorithm - I STILL average 160 readers.
Pictures of kites, and mice, and chocolate swiss army knives - that's what people are looking for these days, if my sitemeter stats mean anything. To hell with well-crafted posts, I guess...
I am still playing catch-up on my editing work; children formerly known as adorable (and, uh, bloggable) are turning into teenagers left and right around here; my husband requires close monitoring, as he has developed quite the Craigslist habit; and I currently have no appliances to complain about. Have no fear, however; influenza is at its peak in this area, so I am sure to return soon with memorable posts about vomit and ginger ale.
Isn't it nice to know there is still something in this world you can count on?