I have a couple of questions, my friends, so naturally I turn to you.
First: Do you think I should change my avatar? I love the picture I have right now. "Breakfast in Bed" is one of my favorite Mary Cassatt paintings, and the little girl in the painting reminds me of Sally. However, I've seen a lot of cute new avatars from different bloggers recently and I'm wondering if I should mix it up a bit. I know myself, and I am a faithful student of the "If It Ain't Broke Don't Fix It" school of thought, but on the other hand, I have had the same avatar since I began blogging. What do you think?
Second: Do you tip people who do things around your house? I don't mean appliance repair people or other jobs of that nature. I mean like movers or the extremely nice Mennonite gentlemen who came to install the swingset we bought for the kids. These guys had the whole thing up in about thirty minutes. I can't even get takeout that fast. And they gave Fiver some Juicy Fruit gum, which he bit off in small bits, chewed with only his front teeth, and spit in the trash so he could take another bite. But still. We paid for installation, of course, but should I have given them extra? I really don't know since all of my social skills leak out of my ears and run down the street whenever anyone comes over to work on our house. I do not know what is wrong with me. I am a reject, help me.
And now, in addition to the answering, you get to do the asking. Lucky ducks.
I have seen this "ask me a question, any question" kind of post making its way around Blogville, and I have been wanting to try it. Then T and I were tweeting about trying it, one thing led to another, and we decided we'd both go for it (with a little encouragement from Fried Okra).
Frankly, I am worried that no one will have any questions for me because I am not all that exciting. I can't even stay up later than my Granny.
Plus, I check in with my Sitemeter, and I know I have readers from all kinds of little nooks and crannies all over the map, but I seem to have only a small core of commenters. I am cool with that, as I don't really blog specifically for the comments. I maintain this site for myself, and for my family and friends. The comments are pure gravy. Thick, delicious, rib-sticking, pour it over everything, fattening gravy, and I will admit that I enjoy the gravy.
And while I appreciate all the friends who comment regularly (I do, I really, really do), I just want the lurkers to know that I am happy to know that they are out there. But if you ever thought about commenting, this might be the time. You want to comment ask me something obscure about the third grade or how I used to pretend I was deaf when my brother was born. You know you want to hear that story.
So go ahead and do it. Ask me anything. I will try to be as transparent as possible.