Katie here. Bryan's feeling... uhh... not well. So when I asked him if there was anything I could do to make him feel better and he requested that I write for him on his blog, I figured it was the least I could do.
And probably the least is all you should expect from this post. I don't really have any interesting facts to tell you about. Especially since I already spilled what I know on how a sewing machine works.
(Still not sure what to say...)
Well, I guess I'll just tell you about my ego.
So we were out with Bryan's family again tonight. They've been in town for a couple of weeks, but tonight was our last bit of family fun time before they head out. So, naturally, we ate junk food. Bryan's mom put in a request for a bite of local ice cream, so we took a little walk to do just that.
When we got there we all noticed her right away. The girl who writes Nie Nie. She was in line with her family for ice cream. Just a regular person. Just like us. I'll admit we did whisper under our breaths, "Do you read Nie Nie?" "Yes! Shh!" and "That's the girl who..." but we did try not to be pests. And after our initial whispers we kept quiet and didn't bother them with paparazzi stares. After all, we're all just people.
As a side note, I, by the way, have always felt this way. That we're all just people. I've never understood idolizing celebrities. I mean, I'm sure I do it to some degree, but I've just never understood having posters of other people on my wall or running up to someone to get their autograph. I don't know. I've just always felt strange about treating celebrities like they're more interesting than I am. But maybe that's just ego.
And that ego definitely came to visit me tonight. Because after seeing Nie Nie the thought eventually crept in... "I wonder if someone is standing behind me in line here gawking, 'That's her.' and 'Do you read Notes From A Ver...' 'Yes! Shhh!'"
I don't think this happened. For one, I am not that popular and I am fully aware of that. And also, I think of the few people who do read my little blog, probably not very many of them live local to me. And of the people who do live near me and read my blog, I would honestly be surprised if there were any who I didn't already know personally from outside of the blog world. Also, I don't think I'm anywhere near as cool or recognizable as Stephanie Nielson.
All this aside, I did get a nice ego boost from my in-laws the other day. We were sitting around chatting and the topic of all our little blogs came up. They asked approximately how many views I get on my blog per day and when I answered "Oh, usually about one to three hundred," my mother-in-law (shocked) asked, "One hundred to three hundred?" "Yeah," I replied (nonchalantly). This was followed by a moment of awe and shock from my in laws. ...During which I felt quite conceited.
Don't worry. The I-am-wonderful attitude quickly dissipated. Namely when I tried to think of a good ending just now. And all I came up with was what you're reading now. Meh.
Maybe you should all pray that Bryan gets feeling better so you don't get stuck with me again tomorrow.