Happy Mother's Day to Me

Come stroke my ego, that makes me Happy As an infant writer, I crawl around the world of blogging mumbling my words in a goo-goo and gaw-gaw kind of way. I try to stand and I trip and fall, splitting my infinitives on the coffee table and bruising my rhetoric on the hard cold floor. With my infinitives bleeding and my rhetoric all bruised and sore, I attempt to present myself as a blogger and sometimes fall flat on my butt. With my infant blogger status in mind, I ask the bloggers of "TAT" and the bloggers of"Sunday Scribblings" to forgive me for not acknowledging their comments about my blogs. I somehow had your comments sent to the nether-nether world of blogging and did not realize you were leaving me kind and positive comments. I was saying to my self, "self,. why are they not commenting on your blog? I must really be bad to be totally ignored." But, today while trying to upgrade my blog site I ran into all of these wonderful comments. All of these great words came rushing at me, engulfing me with delight and happiness. I was not being rejected. It was my own stupidity. Thanks to all of you that read my blogs and then took the time to say kind words. If I were a woman, I would say "Happy Mother's Day" to me.