Do you think I do this for my HEALTH?

OK, My friends . . . You are my friends, right? Between 30-60 of you check this blog everyday. You must be friends, or else you're scary stalkers.

Hey, I understand about stalking. I stalk one of my sister-in-law's friends and occasionally make comments on her blog ( http://www.tintletown.blogspot.com/ ) She's hilarious and good for a daily laugh. On the 16th, she posted about running out of her house to yell at a speeding motorcyclist. I was proud of her, she makes a good "Momma Bear."

I was also saddened by her post. I realized we could never really be friends. I'm a speed demon and she would come to hate me, because of my driving. Our friendship is doomed.

OK, so friends/stalkers, you need to do a better job of making comments on yesterday's post! If I have between 30-60 hits a day, I should expect at least 20 comments. That's not too much to ask . . . is it?

Maybe you didn't see yesterday's post? Now is your chance! Please! Read, view photos, make decisions for me and comment. Tell me which photos are best, to the unbiased eye.

While you're at it . . . if you missed the post on the 16th, it's about my brother Michael's engagement. And read his fiance's blog, from the same day ( http://www.beccapr.blogspot.com/ ) She posted about the proposal and it was really romantic and cute. My other brother, Eric was there, taking pictures of the whole thing. Good Job, Mike!

Back to you, my dear, dear readers.

Don't let me down, I've been giving you, my devoted readership a way to waste your time, DAILY!! How's that for a little guilt trip!?

I NEED your COMMENTS and if your excuse is that you don't have a google account, all you have to do is type in your email and make up a password and "code name." If your name was Julie Doll or Wendy Beasley for example, you might not want to use your REAL names, so you could call yourself: "Jenny's Momma Misses Her" and "Kym's Mommy is Crying" (respectively) That would be cool. . . IF your name was Julie Doll or Wendy Beasley.

If your name was Henriette Irissarry or Linda Pebet, you could call yourselves (respectively) "Tanta Henri" or "Auntie Linda" and you would finally be entered into the wonderful world of BLOGGING Comment-dom.

Come-Mon! You read about the "Village Idiarts" almost daily and yet, you remain hidden behind your computer, not even giving me the satisfaction of your comments. Share the LOVE, Ladies!

DO YOU THINK I DO THIS FOR MY HEALTH?

NO, I do it ALL for attention.

And Comments.

And I REALLY WANT SOME for yesterday's post.

Working out makes me SICK!

OK, so I went POWER-WALKING (Not running, gotta start slow!) on Friday. . .we walked 2 miles in 30 minutes. It felt great. I came home and didn't feel so hot. . .I spent all day kinda sick. . .like a pregnant or menopause-hot-flash sick. Damian thought it was the exercise, but working out can't make you sick!! Can it?? My darling sister-in-law, Christine. kept my 5 kids for me all afternoon, so I could recover and go on a double date with her. I have an easy life. I should get sick more often!

Now for something to make my 4 readers sick. . .I chaperoned the stake dance last night (I sit at the table checking kids in each month, I know 'cush' calling) A strong boy showed up, with a swimmer tee-shirt on. I asked him what he swam and it happened to be what I swam in high school!! He can do the 100 fly in :59 seconds. . .I told him I swam it in 1:13 and he said, "WOW! That's fast, for a GIRL!" OK, that part should make you proud, not sick, here comes the sick part:

I felt very proud of myself and how dang buff I was. Unfortunately, then I flexed and said, "That's why I have these!" I meant my muscles, but he looked so embarrassed, I think HE THOUGHT I meant my chest. . .OH, just another "Open Mouth, Insert Foot," that I'm so good at. I hope they don't release me!! I hope I don't get arrested for sexual harrassment, of a minor!

Someday I'll post some photos of my HS Swim Records board, I held 3. . . and a shot of me flexing my huge muscles, in my swimsuit, back in '92. . . it's good only 4 people know about this blog. Oh, and Kari's sister (#5). . .you must think I'm a weirdo.

Why am I doing this?????

I have about 5 favorite BLOGS that I read/make annoying comments on daily, but didn't know how to start my own. I thought, "I'm too busy, I have very important things to do" For example:

1. Start making dinner EVERY NIGHT, no frozen stuff. . .

2. Catch up 15 years worth of scrapbooks (If you add the 39 cumulative years my kids have been alive and the 33 years I've been alive, I'm less than 75 years behind!! As you can see, I set a more reachable goal!)

3. Take a harmonica class in March, so I can really embarass the kids. . .whip that baby out at the doctor's office, grocery check out line, etc. Wait, I'll have to start taking my kids to the doctor to get full use out of that harmonica tuition, DANG IT!! And oh yeah, Damian does the grocery shopping. . .I'll just have to play it when I pick them up from school, Oh, I don't do that either. . .

Now you can see why I started the BLOG, I really don't have anything else to do.