1 March - Spring & Toilet Training
So this woman, blogger in the US, does quite well as she’s a web designer so it all looks great and she uploads daily photos which are pleasing on the eye though for some reason I don’t care about seeing other people’s flats or flowers or pets, but am hard like that. She makes money out of her blog. Love that. Soon you’ll see a paypal box on this and you can donate in multiples of 99p so I can buy music downloads that way. My new thing is trying to barter between my usual purchases and new ones. I’lll only book a riding class if 40 people who read this pay 99p each.
Anyway, she writes well and a lot about her family. She’s a recovering Mormon, v. funny, had first premarital sex at 22 but waited to taste her first cup of coffee at 23... well I think it’s funny!
So, I read a post about toilet training her 3 year old (or failing to do so for various reasons) and the post had over 250 comments. I just couldn’t believe it, so mug that I am I (no kids, no need for toilet training tips), skim read through most. Bewildered that this subject got more comments than, I don’t know, Britney shaving her head. So I don’t know, but thought I’d write about this, put toilet training as a tag and see how many women (they were 99% women) get to my blog that way. Wonder why no men commented. Either they don’t already read her blog or they don’t care about toilet training and therefore search for those words, I can't think that they may have a further kinky meaning (you’d think they do tough... the sooner kiddies get off stinking nappies the better non?) or felt they didn’t want to enter such a fraught arena and believe me, it was fraught, lots of arguing. Kids, who needs them.
Labels: kids
1 Comments:
At 2:20 PM, Cat in Rabat ( كات في الرباط) said…
Wow, you remember my name :)
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