One of my most popular posts is an entire post about candles.
Not a DIY How To Make Candles post, which would actually be understandable, but no, it's a post about my obsession with candles.
There's nothing in the post other than a bunch of iphone pictures, poorly edited of my candles.
It got 16 comments.
Blogging is weird... and I like it.
Bloggers are weird.
Half of the bloggers I "know" write about their lives every day, and yet no one in their lives actually knows they even have a blog.
Well my parents know. And my sister. And my aunt. And Marion. (HI MARION!) (she's gonna snapchat me this)
Other than that? I just don't talk about it.
But then I went and had brunch with someone I met online. (aka a blate)
But any other blogger reading this doesn't see anything weird with that at all.
Ashten drove 5 hours in the middle of the night to stay with Megan this past weekend. They'd never met before. Totally normal.
Bloggers are weird... and I like it.
And with those happy thoughts, I see all you fine and happy bloggers tomorrow!
And you too mom.. And Jeff.. And Tina.. and Marion.. But probably not my sister, because she's "busy".