Google_Dom

I know it's late....but my mind is full of thoughts tonight.

I checked my webstats which tells me how people found my site, where they are (roughly) and how long they looked at the site for.

Over the past few weeks I have had approximately thirty hits from people searching for pics of one of the guys from Prison break. The older brother, darnit now I can't remember his name.....it must be Dom something as thats what people have been googling!

Also my funny picture of the woman sign in Looe cornwall, lost cockatiels in the west midlands, Crohn's disease, Hidradenitis Suppuritiva etc etc etc.

I decided to do a google on myself. Sounds painful!

I entered whisky and coke, hit search on all sites not just the UK and guess what.........my tiny little piece of blogdom is placed at number 1 and number 2!!!

Well knock me down with a feather I'm nearly as famous as Baby Faith the cutest baby in america!!! My site stats are shooting up......in only a year so many hits and so many dedicated readers, I must be doing something right :)

Of course people are welcome to rob my site of my pictures, only joking, they are there for your enjoyment. But why Dom....thats it I think....Dominic Purcell could be his name but I might be wrong...all I remember is he was in my top ten men. Well my top eight really as hubby took up two spaces!

It's now nearly midnight, my sleepers are kicking in, but I bet tonight I will be thinking for hours.

Going off on a tangent, a few years ago during one of my hospital stays I got extremely depressed having spent nearly three months in a secluded hospital room. One of the lovely student nurses talked me round into seing a counsellor, and not many people know this. I talked to her for hours, I answered her questions and literally bared my soul.

Her conclusions.....I needed to think more about myself and less about others! No way....my life revolves with the people around me being happy and healthy. If I see or hear about the people I love and care being under the weather, or stressed or depressed I worry. I know some of them must think that with all of my problems theirs are the least thing I need. Bull**** It makes me happier and healthier to listen, understand, offer advice and show I care.

I can't be selfish. I think selfish people are worth nothing. Even in your most turbulent times to help someone else is important. You never know when you may need their help.

I never want to think that people are worried about talking to me or asking my advice. I will never turn someone away, unless I'm asleep of course LOL. I've even answered the phone in "awkward situations". I've even spoken to Sis In Law via hubby whilst in the bath. I would have spoken to her directly but I wasn't sure if the battery in the phone might electrocute me in the bath!

So, if you know me, I care. If I know you, I care. If I'm yet to meet you I will care. If I always know you I will always care.

Maybe if you are a first time reader it's time to say hello. I don't bite. After all, anyone who's a fan of Dom has good taste.

I even came across someone the other week via Baby Girl B's site (Holli's relative who is very poorly and always in my thoughts) who has exactly the same maiden name as me! Right down to the spelling! No that really makes it a small world.

No matter where we are, who we are or what we are, we are all human, have feelings and emotions and need, even if it is occasionally, support or a friendly voice. I never discriminate, until someone hurts me, my friends or my family. However, I am an "instant" person. I know in a second or two if I will like someone or get on with them or not. If that happens I'm sorry. But until now, on blogland it hasn't.

I'm still a little jack russell at heart. Hurt my friends or family,and I'll be at your ankles so quick (being only 5ft 2") that you won't know what's hit you. That is of course if I can find the right way on the motorway!!

So for now, I wish you a good night, good morning, or good evening depending on which part of the world you are in.

And I was right about Sis In Law.....I did get a phone call after she read the updated blog about the T purchase. I got a telling off, and reminded I would one day be old and wrinkly. So when I'm 98 and the nurse in the old people's home says "Oh my dear what a pretty T you have" I'll remember Sis In Laws words and smile to myself.

What I didn't tell her was that there is a possibility that next year we will visit Rye again......I think my hearts need two lines coming from them making them into ballons, and holding the ballons will be a small piglet. Does anyone think that will be original and suitable for a purple/pink piggy loving person?!

Anyway I'm rambling again.

Until tomorrow, well later today now.

My love and hugs for you all, and don't forget to say hello if this is your first visit.

Oh and feel free to google whisky and coke to boost my ratings even more. Google it, and then visit the sight it will push me higher in the ratings war of "how much whisky to put in your coke"......or should that be how much coke to put in your whisky".

Big kisses

Whisky
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P.s. No I'm not drunk! Just in thoughtfull mode