My husband subscribes to my RSS feed. Okay, so I will admit that I did the subscribing for him via his personal e-mail address: a) because he has no clue about such things, b) he really has no intention of ever learning how to follow “some blog” and c) every now and then I thought he might enjoy reading about our life from a different point of view.

An interesting thing happened the other night as my husband was reading his e-mail. He suddenly said, “That’s it? Popcorn in a paper bag? ” He was referring to Monday’s post about making your own microwaveable popcorn. I know it was a bit wimpy, but that was all my brain could manage after being sick all weekend.

He continued to rib me about the post, saying that it wasn’t even witty or cleverly written, that surely I could have come up with something better and on and on. Of course, I gave some defense of my post but don’t even remember what I said and most of his rambling was lost on me, because for the life of me all I kept hearing was, “Blah, blah, blah. . . honey, I actually read your blog.”  And that makes me smile.

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