‘Someone is now following your Blog”. These six little words appeared on my email not so long ago, and I can’t tell you the joyous, childlike thrill it gave me! Being somewhat new to the world of personal expression being out there for the entire planet (and possibly any alien life passing by) to read, I was absurdly pleased to know someone actually wanted to stay in touch with my irregularly posted blogs.
There’s an air of mystery in the use of the word “Someone” in the email sent to me…who could it be? A gift package I can never actually open, because I don’t think the Blog site allows me to know who the followers actually are. Most likely they are friends I have sent links to, but they could be a complete stranger who happened across my blogs, it could be a cyber-stalker..who knows. Welcome, whoever you are, and feel free to comment.
And now for the segue into Patchwork Rug…if we think of the knitted squares as blogs, do you see a theme emerging? All those knitted squares, all different, but when stitched together making a cohesive whole. That’s what I’m telling myself, anyway.
Hi Group…my name is Suzanne and I have a Skype dependency. I can’t stop checking to see if the little red message indicator has popped up, and I check the status of my contacts way too often. If I decide “No more” and turn Skype off, it’s only a matter of time before the pendulum swings the other way and I then decide that I really should be available, Just in Case. In extreme phases, I can do this several times in a day. I know, dear Skype Dependency Group, that I have a problem.
The thing is, it isn’t really my fault. (I know, I know; I’m supposed to take responsibility – maybe at the next meeting). It all started when an acquaintance declared that he could only communicate by messaging – texts, emails and skype (and only text, no video). In a misguided effort to be understanding and kind, I went along with this. “How novel”, I thought, “How very modern”. As it turned out, How Very Wrong.
Well, one can’t really call them chips – these little bits of heaven were in fact crushed, crisp-on-the-outside-creamy-on-the-inside roasted potatoes with (follow me closely here)…roast garlic slivers and rosemary. Paradise in a bowl. The fact that they were roast potatoes rather than chips gave them the air of being healthy; as I said to my dining companion, between mouthfuls, “Potatoes are vegetables, aren’t they? Must be nutrients in them somewhere”. To further the health argument, rosemary is a plant, and garlic also comes out of the ground, so all good.