And in yesterday’s news…
I am not spam!
I realized yesterday that a lot of my comments on other people’s blogs are being treated as spam. I am basing this on feedback from one follower/followee who informed me that she found my first comment in her Spam folder, (thanks Lisa – no, not you Lisa, the other Lisa).
At least, this is what I am telling myself rather than believe that they have just ignored or deleted my comment. I have enough of that to deal with in real life, which my therapist and I are working to move past. So, please check your spam…please…
A train conversation
I wasn’t eavesdropping. I grabbed a seat on the train last night; they came after and sat next to me. I’ll call one Blondie and the other The Old Lady, or TOL because I’m lazy. This is what I was subjected to, paraphrased because my memory sucks but you’ll get the essential banality of it:
TOL: Would you like a chocolate?
Blondie: No thanks, I had a cupcake?
TOL: Do you know how many calories are in those Prairie Girls cupcakes?
Voice in my head: Who cares? They are a gift from the heavens.
Blondie: Oh, I know but they are so good. I made cupcakes last week for the girls. I used such and such and blah blah blah (Me: tuning out) and they turned out so pretty.
TOL: Oh yeah? The last time I made cupcakes I added food colouring to the buttercream, and then added such and such and blah blah blah (Me: tuning out) and they were really, really pretty.
Blondie: I don’t like buttercream. I just find it too sweet.
TOL: Well it’s supposed to be sweet. And when you add food colouring it just looks so much prettier.
Voice in my head: I never want to hear the word pretty again.
Blondie: I can show you pictures. (Grabs her phone and starts searching). Tell me more