My plan is to tell you how dumb our weather here is today. It’s January, and my kids played in the back yard without coats. In January. Yeah, stupid. Not happy. Now that I’ve done that it gets me to thinking about blogs and why we read them. I think, as a whole, the human race is just nosy. We all blog about our life or something that interests us. I know some folks feel they need to impart something useful or superbly interesting or even something educational to their readers. And then I look at my blog. I don’t put up tutorials on how to make your own wardrobe out of thrift store finds. I don’t post delectable recipes for you to run to your kitchen to try (although I should put up my mac’ n cheese recipe). Heck, I barely post any real knitting content on here anymore. Or pictures for that matter. I honestly have no idea how many readers I have. It’s probably a lot fewer folks than I would like to admit. And yet, I still keep posting, ahem, now and then. I love reading other folks blogs just to “peek” into their lives as well. As I said, we are nosy. I sometimes feel like my blog is lacking, like I need to do something to attract more readers. And then I remember, that hey, this blog is first and foremost, for me. If I want to put more work into it to reel in more readers, then it becomes just that, work. And no one has offered to pay me yet for my point of view of the world in general so…yeah. And yet, there is that part of me that would really like to do something with this blog other than ramble on about the crazy stuff my kids did and how many eggs the chickens laid and what my nails look like (Hell! I need to do a new mani.) So, that’s the bits of wet wool and dead flies that have been rattling around my brain today.
How about that weather, ay?