The more things change

So, buddy-child and I are driving to the grocery store this week and I say to her “I posted the picture of boy-child sleeping in class on my blog”.

She turns and looks at me and says “you have a blog?”

Okay, so I’ve been telling her about blog posts for a year.  Literally, it will be one year next week.

So I say, “remember? I told you and step-daughter I was starting a blog last year”.

Her response was “yeah, but we didn’t think you had actually started it.  We thought you were just talking about starting one”.

So then I proceed to tell her about all the blog posts involving her and that a crowd favourite was the zompiepocalypse, especially the fact that they had no idea what a can opener would be good for after the zombie attack.

At first she’s laughing, until I start telling her about the drug smoking posts.

Laughter turns to “OH. MY. GOD.” pretty fast at this point.

This leads to a discussion about whether or not people are actually reading my blog.

“You have FOLLOWERS ?!?!!”

Finally I say, “What on earth do you think I’ve been talking about for the past year?”

And, wait for it…  she responds “I don’t know”.

Some things never change.