Sincerely, Rhoby

At least I don’t look plastered in the photo of me you posted. Perplexed and itchy, but not plastered. Cheers!

–”The fact that we’re bloggers means that we have a lot more in common than we don’t.” That’s true- we all have a drive to put our words in print on the internet. We’re opinionated.
–”Our spouses don’t understand us.” This is probably the least accurate, but you knew that- and there is some truth to the fact that unless the other spouse is a writer, they don’t get our writing desire. (They can still be supportive, as I think all of our spouses probably are.)
–”Our friends make fun of us.” Not really, but they certainly don’t care about my blog as much as I do. They don’t care about Stamford as much as I do, either. I’m OK with that bc I do have readers that like my blog. Even FIVE readers take an interest, that keeps me going bc it means other people do care about the subject I care about.
–”No one is especially encouraging.” I always laugh because although my husband reads my blog every day, he almost NEVER comments on it. No “Great post today.” Not even, “I read your post.” It cracks me up and I’m always pleasantly surprised when I realize I don’t rely on his compliments. I’m encouraged by the people who comment on my blog and the readers who email to say they find my blog useful. I do feel encouraged when a few times a month, my dad or sister says they thought a post was funny. (I’ve always been the type to take little compliments and make them last.)

Don’t beat yourself up about your off-hand comment! I think anything that starts a discussion (we’ll talk about this more at the next happy hour!) is a worthwhile comment.

PS Nice pic of me and my best friend, Mr. Ketchup. I love him so much. He was making me swoon that day.