:: I Heart Comments ::
Seven reasons you should leave me a comment:
(1) Because I get all comments emailed to me, and it's awfully nice to get emails about things other than *cheep meds* or *free softwear* or getting a *new penis.* (And if you know the answer to this question, definitely leave me a comment: Why is it that the spammers always misspell words like cheap and software but never bother to change the word penis?)
(2) Because when I read the aforementioned emailed comment, I'll often email you back, which means that commenting on my blog will not only make you feel happy and good and all things warm and fuzzy, it will also up the good emails to crap emails ratio in your inbox, too. And then you and I will start an email relationship and we'll be all hearts and bunnies and life will be good.
(3) Because when hubby gets home, he kisses Evan goodnight, makes dinner, and then checks my blog for comments. Every night. And then we talk about the comments as if they were things that happened to us today. So really, your leaving comments is probably strengthening my marriage by giving me new things to talk about with hubby. Your comments are an essential part of our avoiding becoming divorce rate statistics, actually. And yes, I think he likes the comments more than the actual posts.
(4) Because comments make me feel like Stuart Smalley: "I"m good enough, I'm smart enough, and gosh darnit, people like me."
(5) Because you have smart things to say and much-needed reassurances to give. I'm a needy, needy girl. Comments are like crack to me and you know how mamma needs her crack. If I had wanted a twelve-step program, I'd have joined one. Instead, I started a blog. Feed my habit.
(6) Because if you have a blog and you leave a comment, I'll go read your blog. If you read and don't leave a comment, I may never know your blog exists because I am lazy. And missing out on your blog would be sad. Very sad. I need more blogs to read like I need a lobotomy, but that's my issue and not yours and should not in any way deter you from leaving me a comment. Seriously.
(7) Because I'm the mommy and I said so.
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4 comments:
I have nothing to say in response to this post.
But! I'm off to add you to Google Reader so I can add your "Blog On" post to my shared items. Does that count?
When I read your blog, I often feel like I've finally found that magic machine that I've always dreamed of that can scan my head and then assemble all the foggy thoughts into clear articulated ideas. It all resonates so genuinely - the crazy baby love, the wanting to have fun, funky, colorful clothes but always wearing the same old, safe, neutral cuts and colors (in my case, brown and olive green), wanting to be more socially (and in my case intellectually) active but finding my activism taking a back seat to a currently consuming devotion to my domestic sphere, pining for a sense of hometown community... I wish we had spent more time hanging out during my short stint at OSU.
Very convincing. Who's the lawyer in the family? I especially like the last one. Very effective for your friends, now the question is...will it work later on Evan? Hmmmm...
Several times now I have composed witty responses to your posts but our internet was temperamental and would crash. I could never reproduce the original. Now we have better (stronger, faster) internet so my comments will make it through.
Hearts and bunnies. Keep it real.
Everything dynamic and very positively! :)
Zoran
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