Occasionally I freak out a little bit about the fact that I write an online diary.
[You know, this here blog.]
I sometimes worry about privacy.
[A word with which I am only remotely acquainted.]
I ask myself, "Exactly what have I posted on the internet, again?"
"Who is reading my blog, anyway and why are they reading it? How easy is it for someone to find my blog?"[As if I keep it a secret.]
When I am having one of these moments, I google my name and the word "blog" to see if anything about me comes up in the search results.
Thankfully, there is a young, competitive runner who lives in a far away state and there are pages and pages of links about her.
[Effectively throwing would be stalkers off my trail.]
After exhausting myself catching up on my doppelganger's latest race stats, I clicked over to the image search results to find out what I return in the photo category.
Do you know what you get when you Google Image Search my name and the word blog?
[I am looking a bit under the weather these days, no?]
This photo SO deserves a newspaper headline...
Horizontal Parenting Taken Too Far!
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