The Scene: The famous Kansas City wedding.
The cousins are skulking around, trying to avoid the notice of any relative who might have been drinking too much. The experienced among us stick together; there is strength in numbers. But sometimes, the smallest members of the pack get separated, and it does not take long for the predators to begin circling. Such was the fate of Jane that night.
When we found her, she was incoherent. "I cracked!" Cracked? She had given up the address of her blog. And to the most intimidating person in the room, right? Someone had come up to her and said, point-blank, "what's the address of your blog, Jane?", right? No. She had volunteered it to our sweet, unassuming uncle. Why? The slightest bit of pressure, and she cracks like an egg!
It turns out, he had just asked her about her favorite subject in school, and two minutes later, she's blurting out the web address! (And she had to spell it, people. He wrote it down.) Some of you may be new readers, as Jane has just made her public debut. But you could have known about the blog WEEKS ago, had you simply steered the conversation towards web publishing, or perhaps even the Internet in general, at any point.
P.S. Big smooches to Mary for restocking my mochi supply.