Some of the bloggers I read have mentioned how embarrassed they are when someone they actually know reads their blog. Count me in! It feels like my mother reading my diary as a teenager. It's not as if I was lying or being misleading in any way. I don't know why. It just feels weird. I don't tell anyone in the real world I have a blog. I did when I first started but as I kept on writing I didn't want anyone that I actually knew reading this silliness.
However, like all rules, there is an exception. That would be my hubby's cousin. We only meet up once a year, if that, and I would like to claim her and her sister as my own flesh and blood. Usually, the few times we do meet it's because of a death in the family and that's no fun.
So, the most recent meeting was at the funeral for my hubby's sister-in-law. Cousin told me she loves reading my blog and gets a kick out of my many visits to Homesense. She told me she was at a fea market this summer and saw a blue and white plate she wanted to buy. Her husband asked her why she wanted it as she had no blue and white. Cousin told him it was for me because she could tell from my blog that I loved blue and white dishes. How lovely and thoughtful is that! Here it is:
She noticed that I didn't have a square plate so she got this for me! It is about eight inches square and very heavy. I love it!
So cousin, you can read my blog anytime but just don't tell anyone else about it okay?! Unless they want to send gifts of course.
How does everyone else feel about people they know in real life reading their blog?