Pull Your Skirt Down...Your OCD is Showing
When I started this blog just over 2 years ago it was going to be a kind of update center for family and friends that lived afar. A few pictures and sentiments and that's it. Needless to say it has morphed quite a bit over those 2 years and I hope to keep it going and changing for many years to come. I mean the material with dogs ALONE gave me countless posts and now that there is a kid in the mix...endless material!
I flatter myself to think that even one third of my 29 "followers" regularly read this blog, really I do. But 29 followers... not 28, not 30, but 29? That is where the OCD starts oozing from my pores. Every single time I log on to write or update I see that number and my eye starts to twitch. I have even considered making a false email account and following myself just to make a damn round number.
So, if anyone out there in cyberspace reads this...even if it is only every once and a while, please, do a crazy, sleep deprived, cut finger, limping, eye twitching mess of a mother a favor and make me a nice round number. My husband thanks you. He hates when the eye starts twitching.
I flatter myself to think that even one third of my 29 "followers" regularly read this blog, really I do. But 29 followers... not 28, not 30, but 29? That is where the OCD starts oozing from my pores. Every single time I log on to write or update I see that number and my eye starts to twitch. I have even considered making a false email account and following myself just to make a damn round number.
So, if anyone out there in cyberspace reads this...even if it is only every once and a while, please, do a crazy, sleep deprived, cut finger, limping, eye twitching mess of a mother a favor and make me a nice round number. My husband thanks you. He hates when the eye starts twitching.
and a 1. love, klappy
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