I Have Been Outted--I'm Guilty Too!

If you haven't been to my friend Susan's blog yet, you probably don't understand my title (BTW, you should check out her blog if you haven't, it's really cute.)

Her first post today: Confessions of a Blog Stalker.

In that post she mentions that I introduced her to blog stalking. So in light of her post: Hi, I'm Andrea, and I too am a blog stalker. LOL.

Whew...soo glad to get that off my chest.

I didn't mean to be one. It just happened. One click led to another click, and before I knew it, I was hooked. I couldn't stop. This is coming from a person who shuttered at the thought of someone I did not know would be reading my blog. I guess I was paranoid, at first, that someone "weird" would start "stalking me and my family". And then I became the "stalker", but not in a weird way. Does that make sense?

Like Susan, I also put up a widget so that I could easily get to the blogs that I have come across. It became hard for me to remember which blogs that I had been to that I loved, and wanted to revisit. There are even a few that I can't find anymore. SOB, SOB, SNIFF, SNIFF... These people who don't even know me. But they uplift me, provide some humor on a daily basis, helped me learn to be more frugal, have given me some good recipes, and seem like really nice people who I would secretly wish to be friends with.

Does that make me crazy? Please don't answer that.

However, I don't want to call it "stalking". That sounds so creepy to me. I don't want to be creepy.

Can we just call it visiting, droppin' by for a spell? I know Susan and I are not the only bloggers who do this "stalking" thing, have you come up with a better name for it? If so, please do share. For when my husband asks me what I'm doing, I hate to reply, "blog stalking". He knows that sometimes I can be strange, but this might push him over the edge.

I guess this whole "stalking" thing cures my need to know. I mean have you ever had that need? Have you ever been sitting in traffic (not literally, but in your car) and look over at the car beside you and wonder about that person or family? You know what I mean...have you ever thought, "I wonder what that person is like? Where do they live? What is she fixing for dinner?Are they happy or sad? What was there day like? I wonder where they are going?

Well, I do. Sometimes I even make things up about them. Okay, so maybe that part's a little weird.

The other day, we were at a stop light, and I saw this woman just dancing and singing away in her car. My girls were laughing, but I could tell that she didn't care if people were looking, and that made me start to wonder about her. I wondered: What allowed her to have so much confidence (I would love to have that)? Then I thought I bet she is fun to be around. One thought led to another.

Maybe you don't know what I mean.

I have mentioned it to my husband before, and he seriously looks at me and says, "No, I can't say that I have ever thought about other people lives ,who I don't know, nor do I even care to."

Then, I think maybe that is what is wrong with the world today? Maybe we should care. Maybe we should want to know what our neighbors are like. No one tries to get to know other people anymore. We are so busy and worried about our own life, that we don't have time to think about anyone elses.

Maybe I have too much time...

Or maybe I'm just making all of this up to make me feel better for being a "stalker".

Who knows....But for those of you who read this, I'm really not a crazy, weird person. I'm just an average, college educated (I know you would not know this by my writing), stay-at-home mom who loves her family; and has always wanted to travel the world and surround herself with interesting people who have stories to tell that might not necessarily get told unless you ask (boy that was a mouth full). So, I guess blogging, and the whole "stalking" (man, I really do hate that word, shutter) provides a way for me to do that.

Thanks for helping me get out of denial Susan. I feel good about "getting to know my fellow bloggers". And in some strange way, I think it has made a better person of me. It has helped me stop and recognize the people around me.

I admire that from the "get-go" Susan was able to put her "blog-stalking" ways at the top of her page. I was so embarrassed that I tried to hide my list of "Blogs I Stalk" at the bottom, hoping no one would notice. Maybe I'll put mine at the top too...tomorrow. Smiles.