Overwhelmed.

Something very bizarre happened to me today.

XBox, or Daddy X, as I so affectionately call him, who writes here and here sent my Sunday's post link to a friend of his who also lives in Florida and she sent the post link out on that newfangled Twitter thing and the next thing you know, it hadn't gone exactly viral but sort of bacterial, anyway. (Haha, Rachel- I told you I'd use that) and I got a LOT of visits from people who had never heard of me OR Lloyd OR the Church of Batshit Crazy before in their lives.

I am frankly amazed. I know for a fact that I'll never be sending Tweets because you can only use 140 characters per message and if you know me, you know damn well I can't tell someone how to get to the bathroom in 140 characters. So the World of Twitter is safe from me.
But I have been given a lesson in how quickly things can spread on it.

And even though I try like hell to comment back to everyone who comments on my posts, I am just too overwhelmed to tackle that post's comments. I mean, I have started three separate times and then I just can't. Frankly, despite the fact that I am stone cold sober I am having to close my right eye just to type this because I'm old and my eyes get weak at night. Or else I have a brain tumor. Nah, just kidding about the brain tumor. I'm pretty sure it's just old age and being tired.

So- to anyone who had never been here before today and who left a comment, I say a very heartfelt thank-you. Obviously, I touched a nerve somehow. I have read all the comments and am curious about their writers and am, of course, discovering lots of really interesting wonderful people out there in the blog world. And I am heartened by the fact that there are quite a few people who see things in a different light than a lot of the media would have us believe. This, more than anything, cheers me.

We can all do something. And Juancho is right- it needs to begin with not listening to that "poisonous bilious shit" again. Let's be positive. Let's get on with it.

And for those of you who have never visited here before today, let me just say that yes, sometimes I do get on a soapbox, but mostly I talk about things like my yard, my garden, my chickens, my children, my grandson-to-be, my husband and our life together here in North Florida.
In other words, I am mostly boring. With a recipe thrown in now and then for good measure.
When I wrote that post on Sunday and the one I wrote today, I had a lot of very strong feelings about things going on in this country. I still have them. And I will write about them again.
But mostly it's the weather and the heart and all of the tiny things that make up one woman's life.

So. Thank-you for coming by. I would love it if you came by again to see if you like what I have to say about chickens.

And one more thing- I think it's so exciting that I finally got a troll! A few of you have written me to tell me not to get upset by the few negative comments I've gotten. I'm not. I'm old and I can say what I want to say and I know what I believe.

And I believe that the poisonous bilious shit (thank-you, Juancho- that is perfect) is not something I really need to concentrate on. There's too many other things that DO need concentrating on.

And now I'm off to bed because I am getting tired of keeping one eye shut.

Night, y'all. And bless our hearts. We're trying.