A First

I don't dress up to go to the grocery store. I am usually on the run, grabbing a few things I need. I don't often see people I know. But today, for the first time, someone recognized me from my BLOG.

I had checked out and was bagging my groceries. The next shopper caught my eye and said, "Mary?"
"Nope," I said. "You must be thinking of someone else."
She persisted, kind of talking to herself a little. "Mary? I could have sworn it was you." And then she said something I couldn't totally hear, but I heard quilts and blog.
"I do have a blog," I admitted. And she looked at me and said, "Thrift Shop Quilts."
I was stunned! She did recognize me from the blog.
"Do you quilt?" I asked.
"No," she said. "Maybe I will someday......"

Her name was Lydia (I hope I remembered correctly). She was younger and engaging. In the parking lot, she waved as she drove away in a groovy car.

This blog continues to surprise me. I've written for publication before. I felt pretty anonymous, really, even though my name was on my stories and I had a desk, in an office, with coworkers and everything.

Now I work and write at home. My coworkers have four legs (my dog and 2 cats). I try to stay somewhat on topic (quilts of a thrifty nature). But I continue to be a little surprised at how PERSONAL blogging is.

I'll try to get over that.