When I turned 40, friends placed a large sign in our front yard, and neighbors driving by honked. Lordy, lordy, look who turned 40 it read. When I turned 50, I got the funniest cards, and all made fun of my age, but for my 60th, no one dared to do that. That kind of speaks for itself. I guess it means
That’s the number I came up with, when I deducted the average number of likes, from the number of followers on my little blog.
913 Followers
– 45 The average number of likes on a decent post
= 868 That means 868 followers must dislike everything I write. Bummer!
Well, just in case you haven’t noticed, I am back. Almost four weeks without blogging did wonders for me. I missed the writing as much as missed reading other blogs. I missed the communication with my online friends.
I took some friends out to dinner last week, and I noticed a spoon in the shirt pocket of our waiter as he handed us the menus. It seemed a little odd, but I dismissed it as a random thing.
I have noticed some new faces on my blog, and I am thrilled. For me, it’s not about the numbers or statistics, but rather about the new, upcoming interactions I might have with all of you in the future.