A Confession and a Request
So I check the webstats on this site more times each day than I brush my teeth or tell my husband I love him. In fact, my stat checks number about the same as my espresso drinks, which is to say, three, or four on a bad day.
Sad, isn't it?
One thing I know: There are WAY more people reading these pages than commenting. That's why I was thrilled to learn it's Delurking Week, brought to you by the Paper Napkin blog.
Do me a favor and comment this week. You don't have to say much. Just type "hi," if that's all you can say. If you can type a little longer, tell me where you're writing from, or how you ran across Quick Serve Kids. I'll read every comment, I promise, and be grateful for each one, too.
Comments
Hi from Texas - I read you on RSS, so you may not see me on your stats :)
Posted by: Jen | January 13, 2007 06:53 AM
Lea, you'll be glad to know that I've picked up the torch on the Nat'l Delurker Week thing.
Consider me delurked! And hey, Jen, I'm from Texas too!
Posted by: Rob O. | January 14, 2007 05:37 AM
Hey, Lea,
We read you everyday!
Love, the Terrell Tribe
Posted by: MichelleT | January 14, 2007 04:56 PM
Hi and thanks, everyone!
- L
Posted by: qsMama / Lea | January 15, 2007 06:43 AM
Hi! I got here via Parent Hacks a while back. I enjoy all the great information on your site. Thanks!
Liza in South Carolina
Posted by: Liza Ritchie | January 15, 2007 09:54 AM
Liza, thank you for reading.
- L
Posted by: QSMama / Lea | January 15, 2007 10:30 AM
Of course I read you too - from our happy hectic home in Alexandria, VA. I don't typically comment cause I'm finding it hard lately to take the time to brush my teeth, tell my husband I love him, etc. Such is the life of an industrial feeding machine...
But while I'm here, totally agree with you on the mandatory service industry experience. I worked in a university bagel shop and suffered the humiliation of vicious, nasty, entitled customers. I'm always friendly with hung-over, sour cashiers and waiters as a result.
And I don't ever eat food that came in contact with the tray. Never eat the food that touches the tray! You can't imagine how filthy the washcloths were that we used.
d
Posted by: Dana Damico | January 15, 2007 04:40 PM