Friday, August 6, 2010


Apparently I’ve confused some of my readers because of my nom de plume when leaving a comment. I find this most interesting. I didn’t realize I would be so missed. I realize there needs to be some explanation as to why I was no longer signing my real name to my comments and this is a short one. The stalker was at it again and I felt the need to stymie her in some way. I think I may have stymied some of you. I sincerely apologize for that. I promise it won’t happen again.

This brings me to the question of the day. Why am I missed? Is it for my rapier wit, my beguiling, yet oh so subtle humor? Is it for my bedazzling smile? (No, it can’t be that. I only put my real picture on there recently.) So what is your fascination with the greatness of me? I am perplexed by this. Let’s look into this a bit further.

My children definitely do not hold me in such high regard. After all, I told them no for most of their lives. I still do on occasion. And they still look at me with less than loving eyes. I have ruined them you see. They do seem to regain their feelings of exaltation when in my presence, so I believe their disappointment in me is short lived. You can understand why I’m sure.

My husband really has never put me on a pedestal, so he really does not count in the grand scheme of things. He usually regards me as a nuisance. One with which he must endure in order to not admit defeat. It is his loss though.

I may have figured it out. You love me for my sarcasm. And I accept that. Never mind my obvious intelligence my sarcasm is an awesome thing to behold. I know. I get to drown in it every day. From the time I lift my head from my Egyptian cotton covered pillow in the mornings to when I lay my head back down on said pillow, I bathe in the warm light that shines upon me. The light that is known as Christy’s Wonderland. Never fear my dear legions, I will forever be known as Christy in comments.


  1. "Why am I missed?"

    It's not that we miss you exactly, but rather that we feel the need to keep tabs on you so we'll know what you're up to.

  2. We love you just the way you are. Your husband doesn't realize what he's missing.

  3. LMAO!

    I LOVE you hooker and FUCK whoever can't hang with the awesomeness that is 'just you' OR 'Christy'!!!!

  4. I love you and miss you because you are you! Well, that and you are a lot like me only without bipolar!

  5. Why you gotta leave me hard questions over the weekend?!?!
    I just love you Christy & I actually liked the old picture too, it was cute (not that this one isn't).
    I dunno, you're funny as hell and you usually know what the fuck I'm talking about and that my dear takes considerable talent.