Last night as I was tapping away at my keyboard, posting on my little blog here, suddenly a shape loomed up behind me…silent, large, deadly…okay, not deadly, but sheesh….death to my secret…. I look up, and there is Alan, reading over my shoulder! How he got up the stairs without me hearing him, I’ll never know, but there he was, reading….the secret blog. Now, no, I am sure he didn’t sneak up here to catch me… I mean, it’s not like he has been suspecting I’m typing secret love notes or anything! I am sure I was just oblivious to life around me, as I can tend to be…then he asked the dreaded question – "What are you doing? Is that your email? It looks different…" Well, since I simply do not lie, I had to tell the truth. And he was like…"Oh." That was it…."Oh." Dang, I was hoping for a little more response than that!! How weird am I?? He did ask, later, what site I used, but that was it. I asked him if he was bothered by the fact I had done it without telling him, like keeping a secret from him…I’ll be brutally honest here with myself… I would absolutely freak if I found out he was blogging secretly!! Which seems very lopsided and unfair, but then it was him who has been untrustworthy … He was like "No, whatever, that’s fine." He didn’t think it was as dumb as I suspected he would. He was totally blown away when I told him how many hits I have had…(which have been tapering off, and it sort of bums me out, then I remind myself I didn’t do this for fame….it’s just to get stuff off my chest, and to do that, I suppose it wouldn’t matter if nobody read this… but please don’t stop reading, it’d totally sadden me!!) …of course, his response was "geez, there are a lot of bored people out there!" I was like "Thanks alot babe, you just don’t know how interesting I am…" Hahahaha…..