Woke up, fell out of bed, dragged a comb across my head…
Came to work, turned on my screen,
“Freshly Pressed!” they heard me scream…
OK, OK, apologies to the Beatles.
Yesterday, I was _______(choose-your-own adjective: delighted, thrilled, humbled, not surprised) to discover I had been Freshly Pressed! For those not of the WordPress persuasion, that doesn’t mean your shirts are ready at the laundry. It just means my blog post was chosen to be one of a handful on the WordPress front page – a gallery of posts covering all sorts of topics. It was a post from last week about talking to myself, called “Using Technology to Avoid Commitment”, listed under blogging and humor (I hope).
Welcome to subscribers, new and old (by which I mean previous or prior, as opposed to elderly). Thank you for checking out my blog – I hope you get some chuckles. A big thank you to those who take the time to leave comments – makes me feel warm and fuzzy, like my hot water bottle after my cat curls up with it.
Although I was deeply flattered by the FP (she said casually, tossing out the abbreviation with the air of one who is now ALLOWED to do so), I didn’t let it faze me or disturb my daily flow.
Now, I need to put away the sleeping bag before my boss comes in and finds me still here. I’ve got to shake off the CRP (comment reply cramps in the hand) and concentrate on my other job today, the one that PAYS me for my efforts (what a concept). So feel free to browse the archives, stroll the stacks and talk among yourselves.
Y’all come back now, ya hear!