Now, don't get me wrong, I don't mind if no-one is and that would be better than some of the not so random people who were reading to start with (*cough* husbands new work collegues when he started his new job a few years ago....whoops!).
Anyway, the other day while I was titivating my blog to put new links and things in, I decided that I was going to get myself a new hit counter and stumbled across Google Analytics so I thought I'd have a go. Its ace.
However, dear reader, it now means that I once again know that there are people from all over the world reading my blog (Hello Konya in Turkey and Novo Hamburgo in Brazil!) which is cool but I want you to say hi so get commenting. Please ;)
Also, I know you are all dying to know about the search results. Well, would you beleive it, top of the list of random searching is 'Uuugggg'. I'd quite like to know what people were thinking they were going to find typing that word in because in our house, that is the noise that generally comes out of L's mouth when she is tired and looking for her beloved teddy.....
Other randoms......'How to swap out a toilet'...I'm not even sure what that means?! Maybe it was from the time M decided that he needed to take the bathroom to pieces and we ended up with the toilet on the landing and bath on the back grass? Who know? Its funny though ;)
There were lots of variations on the theme of yoghurt raisins and if they were good for you, how many calories, etc. If you come back here, I feel your pain in finding out that even though your new favorite snack includes fruit and yoghurt so in theory *must* be good for you, is actually jam-packed full of fat and is about as bad as eating a bar of chocolate and then a tub of ice cream.
So there we are. I like to think that this post is in keeping with the newspapers silly season; you know that time in the summer where there is no real news so they just fill the pages with random cack? Well here is said random cack. School breaks up in 45mins, our summer hols start very soon so we are going to celebrate with a walk to the windmill and ice cream. Yum.
In the meantime, delurk, comment. I promise I don't bite :)