I don’t understand why people write blogs, and I definitely don’t know why people read them. All I know is my wife claims she is writing one. I tend to believe her, since she thrusts her laptop in front of my face every few minutes and makes me read her posts. She says they’re supposed to be clever and insightful observations of her life as a parent. “Whatever!” I say. “When’re we eating dinner?”
Now I’m scraping the crusty droppings out of a dish of discolored Rubbermaid. And still no one’s reading my wife’s blog. I tell her people don’t care about trenchant observations and sarcasm. They want to see pictures of kittens in , and knitting recipes. What’s a “knitting recipe?” Beats me. But I’m sure it’s getting a lot more hits than my wife’s blog
Anyway, she’s on wordpress too at stuffwhiteparentslike.wordpress.com …
Please read her blog. I don’t know how to cook.