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Thank you to Lynilu who stopped by and left a note and the title for this post.

For the past 11 years I have had the privilege of share every morning with The Old Man. We have always gotten up together and prepared for the day. Many days this is the only time we can have a conversation without something having to be spelled out to avoid the lingering little ears. Yesterday's conversation went something like this....

The Old Man "Hey, I was reading Tammy's blog last night." I FROZE in my tracks. Not that I mind him reading Tammy's blog (other than I quickly tried to figure out if it was Half Nekkid Thursday) but I had never told him about mine. He actually asked, "what happened to your blog". He was referring to the initial blog attempt where I quickly realized every serial killer who attempts to secure government housing from The Old Man could easily locate my family. I informed him I had changed the name and patiently waited for him to voice his displeasure.

The Old Man is an EXTREMELY private individual. I, however, will tell anyone anything. Makes for very entertaining evenings when I have to accompany him to a City function and try to play the wife. I inevitably end up telling someone some story about him snoring, talking in his sleep or worse and end up in the dog house when we get home. So, I just assumed that he would not be thrilled about me posting the happenings in the Shoe for the whole world to see. Oddly, he was cool with it. Guess after 11 years, he's still full of surprises.

Where this leads me is to the Blogging revelation. While I just picture this to be the world where each of us somehow connected through The Kept Woman post our thoughts and check in on each other's lives, your really don't know who's out there checking in. Keep in mind it very well may be The Old Man.