It slipped right by me but my year blog anniversary was last week on Feb 4th. This time last year I was a newly hatched blogger, courtesy of Linda—who had to do everything walk me through the whole start up. Thank you, Linda.
Like most endeavors I undertake, I had no idea what I was getting into. I barely knew what a blog was. I learned as I went; I’m still learning. Like for instance, just today I explored the unchartered territory of blog stats: a seldom used, or cared about, place that tells me how popular I am, what posts generate the most activity, and how ambitious I’ve been with the amount of posts.
Apparently I’ve been a bit sporadic in the latter. March I had one post. July nine. Total, including today, are forty six posts, an average of 3.8 per month. None of this comes as any surprise to me. What surprises me is the most viewed post, and it was completely unrelated to writing: Cake Disasters was it. I wonder if it’s because one of the cakes is named Butt Cake. My search engine stats revealed butt as the word that linked most folks to my blog. Want to view a BUTT? You arrive here and look squarely in the face of an unsightly cake: one that suffered culinaryitis (my new word for cooking mishaps).
I know these poor souls felt like the ole bait and switch had been pulled on them. That they were led, albeit falsely, into a site of not only a bad cook, but a writer of all things. Sorry is all I can say. And sorry again, because I know you’ll be back since I used those words again in this post (Butt it’s not like I called attention to it or anything). Not my fault my cakes look like BUTTS. (discovering stats was not a good thing.)
Probably I should give the benefit of the doubt. Maybe these aren’t pervs but perhaps cake decorators who just happened upon my site. If so, I hope I didn’t disappoint. Anyone looking for a cake disaster should look no further than here.
Have your stats revealed anything you weren’t expecting?
In closing, I’d like to thank all my regular and my new blogger friends for keeping me company and making every day of this solitary passion we share a little less lonely.
And for the rest of you who just clicked on looking for BUTT, shame on you (So maybe I am testing the search engine a bit. I’ll let you know the results later). BUTT hopefully you liked my very sexy shirtless man and sultry woman picture to compensate.