OK, so normally I try to be entertaining and occasionally poignant (ooooo, watch that $40,000 English major education at work) on this blog. I share my ideas and what’s going on with my life in a way that would perhaps make somebody other than than those in the friends-and-family category care. I mean, a Following would be good, I am not above admitting it. Not that I have a following. I can’t really tell with WordPress’s stats although I do occasionally get comments from utter strangers who apparently google something of interest to them and find me (the most popular search terms hitting me being “pink bathroom”). I have a hard time believing they read me on a regular basis despite the urgings of my ego. But I have had classmates that I hadn’t seen in a couple of years catch up with me at the library to say, “I just love your blog” and I’m all, “I am soooooooo cool.” And in those moments its worth all the editing.
In any case, lately its been a lot of garden shots. I like my garden. But I haven’t felt particularly inspired lately, hence the lack of verbiage (it’s the English major thing again. Don’t tell me you use these words without the $40,000 I spent on Chaucer et al, I really don’t need to know).
But the lifeless personal updates today are that I’ve broken a personal weight loss goal with Weight Watchers. A small one, nevertheless my first one. I am happy about this. Also, yesterday was the first day in two months I didn’t take pain killers for my back. Oh, it’s been a good 48 hours.