22 January 2018

Missing the hits


For the past few weeks I have been sending the full text of each of my blog postings because there seemed to be a problem with my just sending the link to the blog. I had been sending the link in an e-mail but I was frequently receiving messages saying that the e-mails either had not been delivered or could not be delivered. So, I just started forwarding each of you the e-mail I receive from Blogger each time I post, which appears to include pretty much everything that can be seen on the blog except for videos (such as movie trailers).

Here’s the downside. Every time someone clicks on the link and looks at the blog, it adds to the tally of “pageviews.” I’ve talked about these pageviews periodically as they have reached various milestones. But now, presumably because most of you are just reading the full text that I am sending, my pageview numbers have plummeted. Short of asking you to go through the additional step of clicking on the link that you now see at the bottom of the e-mail I send you, the one that looks like this:

Posted By Blogger to Easing Off the Bridge at 1/21/2018 02:29:00 PM

I have no good way of knowing how many people are looking at the blog.

It is not that my ego is wrapped up in the number of pageviews. Rather it is that, without knowing if any or many people are reading, I wonder if I should keep writing and posting. But, for now, I suppose I will continue doing both.

I had a Sunday full of sports, pretty unusual for me. In the morning we took Maya to her ice skating class. She has had only a few lessons and is already doing amazingly well, especially given her genetic heritage.




Then we picked up Joshua from basketball practice to take him to the Celtics game with the tickets we had given him as a Chanukah present. After the game we headed back to our apartment where we had some dinner and watched the two play-off games leading up to the Super Bowl. Needless to say, Joshua was thrilled to see the Patriots pull off that win! We are already making plans for Super Bowl Sunday with the whole family. That last one is a sentence I never expected to write! I still do not really understand football, neither the game itself nor why people enjoy it so much. But like so many things, experiencing them with the children is a special joy.



Have a great week.

Love,

Rebecca



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