Honestly, I never follow blogs that thousands of others do (exception: Seth Godin). Once my girls go mainstream, I generally update the reader. I find a tendency to sell out and end up with product reviews as opposed to glimpses into their real life. (BTW, I blame the haters in the comment section. When you attack them, it’s more difficult to be honest. So, for the sake of the rest of us who enjoy a good soul-bearing, stick with 3 word comments). 

Honestly, I never click on video linkage. I hate it. Even if it promises to be hilarious, comes from an email or a close friend, I rarely will watch. Recipe videos are the worst. I know how to beat an egg. Just tell me the proportions. 
Honestly, I have no clue what I’m doing on Twitter. I’m like a toddler in swimming lessons, flailing my arms about and trying not to drown. Surely making a complete fool of myself while I do it. 
Honestly, I don’t comment on blogs enough. And when I do, I never return to see responses. I think there’s a way you can subscribe just to responses in the comments, but it hasn’t worked thus far. OR, just as likely, I haven’t commented anything worth responding. 
Honestly, I watch to see when/if people view my own blog. I’m curious. Did you know there’s a reader from Alaska? (Helooooo up there!). The new Blogger platform also informs me that 55% of the pageviews come through on a Windows platform and another 13% in Linux. People use Linux? The traffic sources page can be better than Facebook in terms of keeping me abreast the trends.

Honestly, I suck at SEO. My top keyword searches that landed readers to my page include my blog name and “yoga teacher following Jesus”. Stellar.

Honestly, I’ve been on Google Plus only to set up my account. I’ve understood the purpose behind FB, twitter, LinkedIn and even stumbling. But I’ve yet to really grasp the Google (even though I’m Google-centered in my personal domain. I live by the g-docs and g-cal. Love.)

Honestly, I could use a bit of refreshment in my blog reading life. Too many recipes, not enough comedy. Send me some funny referrals. I need a good storyteller on my rolls to keep me sane. Like Boomama, before she went platinum. She’s still funny, but I miss the purity of her commentary of the cream cheese football dip. I’ve adapted entire philosophies on life based on that post.

Honestly, Pinterest is out of control. Someone let the riff-raff in. I might need to do an evaluation process of who I follow to keep quality standards in place. (No, honey, I don’t mean you. You never post “recipes” that consist of opening 3 cans. I mean, er….)

Honestly, social media in general is exhausting, confusing and perhaps a bit more work than what I’d like. But it’s also connecting, helpful and a wealth of information and insight that I’d not find had I taken a bunny trail through the bit.lys. So I’ll keep with it for a while. Maybe I’ll find my next big break.

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