Party Favors

I need a favor. You all can help. You really can. Let me explain.

I am not the girl who needs lots of attention. Oh, I am a regular girl and by that I mean I need my fair share of attention, of course. But growing up I was not the drama queen in the family and that is good news because I gave birth to one of my own and two of us in the same house would probably be too much to bear. It would push my husband over the edge, I think. I try not to do that if I can help it. I can't always help it. Anyway, back to the subject at hand.

It isn't the professional sort although, that probably shouldn't be ruled out altogether. We'll see about that later. I am kind of looking forward to being a crazy old lady some day. You know the kind. The ones that wear hats that don't match anything, drink martini's at 10 A.M. and talk about wildly inappropriate things. Doesn't that sound fun? Well, except for the martinis. I guess I will have to be officially crazy first because I don't like martinis. I know, very uncool.

Good grief I am easily distracted!! Okay. Here's what I need. I know who some of you are. I see people frequently who say they read this blog. I am usually surprised by that. Mostly because they don't comment which is, coincidentally, perfectly okay with me. Except for today. I do not need you to comment every time I write something or ever again for that matter. It is truly fine with me.

Here's what is not fine with me. My insane curiosity. Remember the pony tail holders? It's like that. Every time someone new says, "Hey I read your blog" I start thinking "Oh mercy me, who else is out there reading the insane ramblings from me?????"

So I started spying on you. I really did. My son told me I would be a good spy because most of it is just creative, and according to him, I am very creative. Maybe someday I'll be a PI. Probably not but you never know. Ahem, I spied on you. I figured out I could find out how many people viewed this page each day. And to my surprise, there are sort-of alot of you. Alot would be a relative term. There are not thousands of you. Well, I suppose there could be because 1) I am kind-of bad at spying and 2) I am even worse at using computers. But I am guessing there are not thousands of you.

So here's what I am asking. Just leave a comment today. Say "Hi, it's me Sally Jo" or whatever, nothing fancy. And I promise I will never ask you to do it again. And you don't even have to register but if you don't then you need to leave your name in your comment, okay? Pretty please with sugar on top??? Please!