My analytics tell me that most of my visitors check my blog around 6 pm. I find that weird, dear readers. Aren’t you busy then? Aren’t you making dinner, isn’t it arsenic hour at your house?
I marvel at you.
Maybe it’s your distraction. Maybe you are desperate for a last minute dinner idea. I’m not your gal for that. If we have last minute dinner, it’s cereal. Or, like tonight maybe, May’s Chinese take out.
Maybe it’s the time change, and really that high concentration of you Eastern Readers have gotten their children to bed, because it’s actually 9 pm, and, not wanting to miss any of my valuable insights and riveting advice, you rush to your device and see if I’ve posted anything new and wonderful.
I don’t know. I just have one burning question.
I can’t let go of this. Why, why, why 6 pm? 6 pm is not blog time in Landryville. It’s wine time.