Today, I checked my blog stats expecting to see the usual 6 views, when I stumbled upon an entirely different number.
Okay, so I’ve had more views than that in the past, but it seemed a little weird to me. No one just stumbles on a blog 48 times without a reason.
But it seemed the only Google search that found me was someone trying to fit into their bridesmaid’s dress tomorrow (good luck with that, sweetheart).
So then I decided to check where in the world (is Carmen San Diego?) the views were coming from.
I went to Canada once, when I was sixteen years old. I went to visit my brother and sister-in-law where they lived in Boston, and we decided to take a roadtrip to Canada and stay for a few days. (You know… like ya do.)
I don’t remember much about it except that we went to Quebec and Montreal, and there was a lot of French that I didn’t understand, and all of my pictures had my thumbs in them.
So… thanks for the visitors, Canada. I appreciate you.