I need to make a revision to my previous statements about comments and the leaving of them. My position is basically still the same. Sort of. You see, I have a stat counter and I see how you're being referred here. I said that like Hayley Joel Osment in The Sixth Sense. All whispery and creepy like. I know where you're coming from, but I don't know who you are. The curiosity is really starting to get to me.
For example, I sometimes have multiple referrals a day from the Granite High blog. If you're coming from there, that must mean that we knew each other at some point. Even if you hated me 15 years ago, it's really okay with me if you hate me now and want to tell me. Just tell me who you are. Pretty please. Or, you can tell me how amazing I was and am, I am from Planet Awesome after all. Or, you can just tell me "hi". (Because we all know the awesome stuff isn't true.) You know, maybe just once and then you never have to again. I'd just like to know who you are. You can also tell me to shove it and to quit groveling for validation. ☺ That works too.
Other referrals come from links on the blogs of friends. Like from Kristen, Angelique (who's private), Dionne , The Boob Nazi, Jillene and others, but from these most often. That's right, I'm looking at you. You didn't know I could tell that, did you? ☺ If you're coming from those places, do we know each other? Maybe we're slightly acquainted. Maybe you've heard ridiculous stories about me from these people and thought you'd check out the source. It's really okay to say hi and tell me who you are. Even if it's just one time. I sometimes look at the blogs of those who leave comments on my friends blogs. So, I've most likely read yours. I'm just saying. (Just know that this little pep talk is for my benefit as well. I need to quit being a scaredy cat and try leaving a comment every once in a while on those I stalk. Like those from Granite High. Yeah, I've been looking at yours too. ☺)
I've made it really easy for anyone to leave a comment because I allow anonymous comments. That's right, anonymous comments. It would work a little something like this:
In the comment box you type: comment, comment, comment, comment. Signed, (your name here). Then you click anonymous and publish comment and you're done. Then I can stop being a dweeby dork-wad and wondering who all of you are.
How easy is that?
There. Now I've said it. If you want to leave comments, fine. If you don't, that's fine too................................
Excuse me. I had to suppress a sob. It would just be kind of fun to hear from whoever "you" are. Now I'm over this and will never mention it again.
Disclaimer: Just so you know, I've been feeling extra agitated, anxious and needy lately. I don't know why. It just happens sometimes. Thus, the reason for this ridiculous post. I'll get over it eventually. So, if you don't want too, you really don't have to leave comments.
What's on the menu today: Sloppy Joe's. Now, I take the lazy man's approach to this. I use Manwich. I happen to like it very much. Today, I plan on first browning the meat and then putting it all together in the crock pot to simmer for a few hours. My hope is that it will make everything that much more tender and flavorful. Well, and make it seem like I did a little more than just open a can.
P.S. Last night's dinner was really delish. On a whim, I made a couple of changes to it rather than doing it the usual way. You can see the revised recipe here.