I love my wife.
As I have blogged before, she is, in many ways, my opposite. One of our differences is that she is normal and I am me.
When I first started blogging I asked her to look over my topics and offer some feedback.
I believe one of my first posts was about my favorite cereals. I can clearly remember her reaction...."Do you think someone else in the world wants to hear why you like Sugar Crisp more than Captain Crunch?". Fair question.
One of my next posts had to do with Sid and Marty Krofft. Again, after penning what I thought was a masterpiece, I was greeted with...."I just don't think people really care about your observations of H. R. Puffenstuff." Ouch.
After this reaction, I sensed Mrs. WHW wasn't interested in screening my posts. My senses were confirmed when she said, "I don't want to read any more of your posts." So, I proceeded on, with only an occasional mention to her about my blog.
She was intrigued when our dog, Spike started blogging. She was completely puzzled when Aunt Potty showed up. She was mortified when I shared my bathroom story about Burger King. She was amused when I blogged about my "encounters" with unique people.
Fast forward to this evening. Out of the blue, she asked if I still "wrote goofy stuff online". I acknowledged that I did. I then showed her my post of dancing aliens, which triggered a chuckle. I then showed her my nerd test. After immediately pointing out a place where I said "point" instead of "noint", she seemed to enjoy the test.
Then she asked, "Does anyone ever read these?" I showed her my statcounter report. She smiled and said, "I would never had guessed 40 people in a day would want to read about your intestinal issues."
She sure has a way to distill an observation to a single thought. Another way we are opposites.
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