I think I find it a bit disconcerting to hear about when people are reading my blog. I mean, I know you all are out there (I can see my site stats), but when people start talking about it to me it takes it out of the realm of a personal online journal into public one. I think I forget about this a lot of the time. This is probably a good thing because otherwise I would post about much less interesting stuff: Ezra rode a scooter today. Ocean drew a picture. Peace babbled. Boring.
Anywho, so I was reminded of this this past weekend when my brother-in-law (the one who tries to hug me and I run away) was talking about some stuff on my blog. And, I'm thinking, Hmm, I didn't really expect you to be reading my blog. I mean, there's nothing wrong with him reading my blog, I just didn't think it seemed like his type of thing. So, I know that there are others of you out there who are silently lurking on my blog, not posting comments back to me (which I love and encourage!), and I guess that's okay. I mean, yes, of course it's okay. After all, my ultimate goal is to have everybody in the world reading Goofy Mama, so it is certainly okay. I think it might be less weird when I imagine people I don't know reading my stuff instead of people that I do.
One person I know I don't want reading this blog under any circumstances is my father. Now, that just seems particularly awkward. So, if any of you out there who know me also happen to know my father, please don't give him this blog address. It's just better that way. He doesn't need to read about stuff Vernon has put into my vagina.
I don't mind that my mom reads it. I talk about stuff like this with her all the time (while she covers her ears and begs for me to stop.) I wouldn't mind if my beloved deceased Grandma Bucky read it (she loved my sense of humor). I don't mind that my sister reads it. I'm kind of weirded out by the fact that my mother-in-law might read this blog (I don't know if she does for sure, and I'm not going to ask), but it's the idea of my father reading it that really weirds me out and would probably stifle my creative process if I knew that he was reading it.
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