Blogging in a small, small but secret little world

Turns out, the mom of the twins in the Pio Pio Pio tees I recently wrote about posted a picture on an international mommy message board and a link to my blog. She lives in another state. (Hello message-boarders!)

A friend from my local mom’s group, and whose delicious son was the face of “Fo!” on our first packaging style, is a member of that message board and saw the posting, so she posted the news to me on our private message board. I don’t yet know if my local friend has stopped in here. (Have you?)

Not too long ago, too…another mom’s group friend saw a write-up of Los Pollitos on a blog and sent me a note of congrats. If she followed the link to the writer’s personal blog, she might have found a link to my blog. Maybe she did. Not sure. I haven’t asked.

But, what a small world, huh?

The point: I don’t really tell people I have a blog. Well, I’ve told a dozen or so. But, mainly I don’t talk about it and if I do, I slip it in there quietly. On the sly.

Strange of me. Yes. (Oh, the wasted hits!)

Initially, the zipped lip was to allow myself time to figure out what the hell I was going to write about.
Then, it became an interesting game of “Let’s see if they find me” after my aunt in Miami discovered the Boonie Blog via Babalu all on her own.
Then, so much time passed it became kind of ridiculous to say “Oh yeah, I’ve been blogging for months.”

Oh yeah, yeah, there’s more…A former newspaper colleague rolled her eyes at me when I told her I was “a blogger.” That sealed it. Silence.

Why did she roll her eyes? I think people who get paid to write, people with backgrounds in “real” news, have a tough time imagining that people without training (and battle wounds) in the coverage of bloody shootings or describing how a mushroom tastes in 42 different ways, have much to say.

And well, the truth is there is a lot of caca and a lot of crazy in the blogosphere. So, when I said “blogger” she lumped me in there. Maybe. I’m mind-reading. Just remembering reporters chasing some story because some blogger threw it out there and it had no basis in reality. Bloggers can really mess with a newsroom. And of course, maybe there is a little envy that some of these famous for being bloggers bloggers are making more money than any newspaper journalist ever will.

But, whatever. It has been nice to grow regular readers organically. To find new friends, expand the business, and keep a corner of my world a little separate from the rest. Not even my husband reads this stuff.

So, if you know me in the flesh and stumbled here with no idea what the hell I have been up to….well, surprise and sssshhhh! Or not. Maybe it’s time to litter my friends’ in-boxes with Boonie Blog links. No se. It is bound to happen though. I just created a Facebook page. Soon, I’ll be poking Everyone! How brave of me, no?