This thing called a blog...

Funny thing about this blog.  I always assume people don't really read it.  Like it's just a personal diary in which I write things that happen or feelings that I have.  I do know that people do read it, maybe only a select few, but there are readers out there.  But funny things like this happen.  A friend of mine, who frequents the blog, came over to watch my kids for a couple of hours and said, "Now let me see this backyard and all the hard work you've put into it!"  I thought to myself, "I haven't see you in a while and the last time I saw you I KNOW I didn't brag about my backyard or complain about how hard I worked."  I played it off and acted like she knew about it...  But I still started telling her details about my free mulch and making an 'area' for Anna, etc.  She acted like she'd heard these things...  Then it hit me... She reads the blog.  Oh yeah, I'm an idiot.  The conversation with my friend and the thought process that occurred was very short.  I mean, it only probably was about 15 seconds when I finally realized that she always reads my blog and new every detail.  Doh.  I just forget that I have elected to put my life "out there" for everyone to read.