Story of My Life
One month ago:
"Mom, I started a blog. I know you don't know what that is, but... (proceeded to explain as simply as possible) I don't expect you to buy a computer and learn how to use one, but I wanted you to know I have one, in case you hear from someone else."
One week ago:
Ring, ring, ring...
"I can't believe you're home, AND answering your phone!"
"I'm at Sharon's. We want to read your blog!"
"Let me talk to Sharon, I'll give her the address." (proceed to do so)
"Mom, did you ever read my blog?"
"Oh, yea, something about switching to decaf and public schools?"
"Well, that was part of one, yes, but..."
"Well, Sharon blah, blah, blah, blah...." (rambled on about Sharon for five straight minutes without drawing breath)