Conversations Both Awkward and Funny

This weekend was spent at the in-laws.

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The Funny
We had a Tres de Mayo celebration, played with cute one-year-old twins, and explored his grandparents' house that is perpetually stuck in the 70's. (They've since moved into assisted living, so we went through and took whatever we wanted. I'll put the pictures up on Flickr later. Some pretty great finds. And some hilarious ones.)

That 70's House: Epitome of 70's decor, no?

I...have no clue. But between these creepy pets, the little dog, and the British pillow man - this is a stylin' house.

"Oh yeah, our friend Bill talks way too much. So I told him, 'Just shut up already!'"

"Styles never disappear, they just come back a little different. Italy becomes tally ho."

"Yeah, you can play solitare, but ya tired of swearing at yourself."

The Awkward

I get out of the shower and come downstairs. I sit on the couch next to mother-in-law as we skim through ads in the Sunday paper. (I proclaimed to Mike that we NEEDED to get a new cute ipod because YOU GET FREE BURTS BEES at Target! C'mon, MIKE! Thankfully, he pointed out we HAVE an ipod, albeit an old one. So stop whining, Ashley.)

Where was I? Oh, yes. So I'm sitting there and my MIL turns to me and asks,

"So, can I read your blog?"

I stare blankly at her. A million thoughts run through my head. I stammered out, "Wha-ha?"

Her: "How does a blog work? Is it like a website?"

Me: "Well, yes. I mean, I have a website we created for our wedding...but I...also...write..." trail off, hoping she'll lose interest

Her: "Oh. Well, like, how does someone read your blog?"

Me: "They just go on the computer." Then I start rambling about how LOTS of girls these days have a blog to vent, talk about relationships, themselves, and meet other people. "You know, lots of people use the Internet to make friends. It's quite normal these days." These days. Uhh-huh. You guys, I was rambling so badly.

Her: "So, how do I get to your blog?"

Me: "Well, I guess you just...kind of..."

Her: "Do you not want me to read it?"

Me: nervous laughter "Did Mike tell you about it?" turn to Mike, who is enjoying my awkwardness and GLARE.

Her: "Well, yes. I was looking at pictures on your camera and he said you took some of those pictures for your blog." More daggers at Mike. My camera?! How embarrassing! "Well, can't I just Google your name and find your blog?" laughing.

Me: "Nope! I don't put my last name on my blog! I'm the only Ashley C..... on Google, so I have to be careful about that. I don't want any stalkers."

The conversation ended there as I desperately steered it in the direction of Facebook and MySpace. I'm a gifted subject-changer. Not smooth and subtle, but forceful.

After church a few hours later, MIL turned to me in the car and asked, "So how do you get a blog?"

Oh, wow. And after my little brother discovered my blog (he's the Zallo comment on my last post. Something along the lines of "Mwahahaha I found you") I thought I was done with surprises.

Question: Do you guys share your blog with family and friends? Or is it private? I'm curious.
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