You guys, I have LOVED hearing from all of you since yesterday’s post. Really, I’ve had the best time reading your comments, and receiving your emails. I can’t even tell you how happy you’ve made me!
I think that all bloggers love comments, and I’m no different. I blog for the love of writing, but I blog publicly because I enjoy the feeling of community. I could satisfy my need to write with just a personal journal, but you bring something real and valuable to my life. Your support, encouragement, and friendship have been important to me over the last few years, and when comments are down, I really miss it.
I get the impression that people don’t comment for one of the following reasons, and I want to take a moment to address each of them:
1. The comment form is a pain in the butt.
I have long had a hate affair with Blogger’s commenting system, and today (because of your comments!) I finally took the necessary steps to get rid of it. I’m now using Disqus, which has several advantages.
-You can log in via Twitter, Facebook, or Open ID, and once you’ve registered with Disqus, the site will recognize you every time, making commenting quick and easy.
-I get an e-mail for every comment, so I can reply to you individually. I can also reply specifically to comments in the comment thread.
-You can like or reply to other people’s comments, or the whole thread (similar to Facebook).
-I have greater control over spam and abusive comments, because Disqus allows me to block specific people from commenting.
-The comment form is embedded right under the post! I tried and tried to get this to work in Blogger, with no success.
I hope that you like this system better, because I really want this site to grow and evolve. I want all of you to feel like you have a network of like-minded friends and supporters here.
2. You don’t think that I would care to hear from little old you.
Well…I think I’ve disproven that theory. I’ve actually become very good friends with many of my readers because they reached out to me, via snail mail, e-mail, or through the comments. Some of us even exchange Christmas cards. I care about each and every one of you. I mean it!
3. You’re intimidated by me.
I really am a very friendly person. Those who’ve written to me or talked to me on the phone will attest to this (I hope!) Honestly, there is no reason to be afraid of me. I’m just a mom who sits around and writes stuff in her PJs.
Er…I mean, I sit around in PJs and write stuff. I don’t write stuff in my PJs. That would be weird.
4. You don’t think you have anything worthwhile to say.
I think we all think that sometimes. Just know that I love to hear from you anyway.
5. You don’t have time to comment.
I can certainly relate. When you do have time, I hope you’ll leave a comment.
6. You’re afraid that I’ll think you’re a stalker.
Public bloggers expect comments from strangers. If I didn’t want your comments, I would disallow them, or make my blog private. So, if you start stalking me, I’ll think you’re a stalker. If you try to be part of my daily life, I’ll think you’re a friend.
And now, for last week’s meals. Are you finding these weekly meal lists at all helpful? Let me know in the new comments!
B – Cereal, toast
L – Grilled cheese, grapes, sliced pears, leftover cookies
S – Beef noodle soup, homemade honey wheat bread, green salad with shredded cheese and sliced, hard-boiled egg (using up the Easter eggs)
B – Pancakes, fruit
L – Leftovers
S – Beef stuffed crescents, baked beans, peaches
B – Toaster Strudel, bananas
L – Open-faced hot beef sandwiches (to finally use up the last of the 4-pound Easter beef roast), pears
S – Spicy rigatoni with broccoli and chickpeas, cottage cheese, applesauce, chocolate cake
B – Waffles with blueberries
L – Leftovers
S – Kielbasa and kraut, mashed potatoes, green beans
B – Homemade blueberry muffins, bananas, yogurt
L – Leftovers
S – Dinner out – Family Free night at the mall
B – Waffles, fruit
L – Out – garage saling
S – Spicy red beans and rice, salad
B – Homemade chocolate chip muffins, scrambled eggs
L – Leftovers
S – Stuffed peppers, corn