Ah, a little levity to end my torturous karate week. Today, since it’s Friday and it’s a beautiful day, I’ll share something random with you that is just cracking me up.
First, I have to tell you that I write this blog best locked in my office, without a thought that anyone (especially anyone I know) actually reads it. If I pictured my very dignified Yale-MBA friend reading an entry, I couldn’t write the word “fart.” (Although I really love her because she told me she secretly finds bathroom humor hysterical.) I couldn’t make sex jokes if I thought of my sweet southern mother-in-law reading every word, and I couldn’t talk about my crazy family if I thought my siblings were readers (oh, wait, I don’t talk about that. Never mind).
Anyway, that said, I do run analytics programs to see how many people read it and I do get a little thrill when I find out that hundreds of different people have viewed the blog in a given month. I just hit a great number and was pleased knowing I had that many readers.
Until I clicked on a little tab showing me why people visited the site.
Those of you who read it regularly and laugh and sometimes tell me you like it, thank you. I can’t tell you how validating you are to me.
But...apparently a significant number of people come to Mama Drama after they’ve typed search words into Google or another search engine.
Oh, how very, very humbling.
Here we go...the most interesting searches that led people to Mama Drama:
1. Chicken torture
2. Female truckdrivers showing their tits
3. Restroom poop
4. Mad pregnant mom takes pictures of daughter after enema story
5. Boobs jumping off a high dive
6. Can I get an amen for fried oysters
7. Higglytown heroes have lice
8. Child eats hemorrhoid cream
9. Torture my dog and I don’t know why
10. And something in Arabic (oh, my little Middle Eastern friend. You’ve been there for me since the beginning.)
Yeah, I get it, I get it. I talk too much about my boobs and poop. But seriously...chicken torture?