Sheepish

So sometimes I’m writing away on this blog, and I forget that it really is visible to anyone who wants to see it. And the people who comment? Occasionally I grasp the totally wrong end of the stick when it comes to identifying them.

For instance, yesterday, and for many days before that, I was under the mistaken impression that regular comment-poster “Charlene” was a YA and inspirational romance writing friend. Apparently, Charlene is actually Charlene Teglia, Ellora’s Cave author and current RT Nominee for best Erotica of 2005. Hee hee. Oops. We welcome all Charlenes here on Diana’s Diversions, and would like to make it known that if we ever made any jokes that Ms. Teglia did not get, it’s because we thought she was someone else.

In another instance, Sailor Boy is chatting with me yesterday as I was stirring the spaghetti sauce on the stove, and mentions that his friend Adam is now commenting on my blog. “Wait, a second,” I say, almost tipping over the pot. “‘Adam’ is Adam?” Eloquence while cooking is not my forte. So, um, hi, Adam. Oops.

Now I’m curious as to who else I have been misidentifying on this thing. Who are you people? Do I know you? 🙂 Some of you post, and are kind enough to say things like, “Your cousin, Maggie” so I don’t get this idea in my head that there’s this other Maggie wandering around my blog willy nilly, and that’s great. Other times, weeks go by, and I don’t have a clue that the Adam I’ve been corresponding with blogly is the same one whose girlfriend I had drinks with last night.

I feel like such a space cadet. Please tell me this has happened to someone else on blog or email.