Karen’s secret blog?
Like many people with a “presence” on the web, I have Google Alerts set up to inform me when my handle (mrtopp, Mr. Topp) appears online. It allows me to know when I am being referenced around the internet, so I can – if I wish – engage myself in the conversation.
It’s mostly useless.
I see comments I’ve left around the net, and my own blog posts. Yay me?
Recently, it has been even less than useless, as one Brian Topp had been in the running for the leadership of Canada’s official opposition party, the NDP. Platforms aside – because I don’t know them – it made me grateful that Mr. Topp lost that particular election. Were he the leader of the official opposition, I would have just had to delete the alerts.
But Mr. Mulcair won, so all is well in the world, which apparently revolves around my Google Alerts.
But I digress.
Last week, Google Alerts sent me an email that “Mr. Topp” was being mentioned on the Internet. And it wasn’t my blog. And it wasn’t about the New Democratic Party of Canada. It was from a blog called tiddlyompompom.
Wednesday, 3.30 am
Little M: Muhmeeee! Muhmeee! MUHMEEEEE!
Me: Nggggggggggg
Mr TOPP: Nggggggggg
Wednesday, 4.37 am
Little M: Muhmeeee! Muhmeee! MUHMEEEEE!
Me: Nggggggggggg
Mr TOPP: Nggggggggg
Wednesday, 5.27am
Little M: Muhmeeee! Muhmeee! MUHMEEEEE!
Me: Nggggggggggg
Mr TOPP: Nggggggggg
Wednesday, 7am
Mr TOPP: Little M, time to wake up…
Little M: Ngggggggg! No.
Now, I’m Mr. Topp. I have a daughter who has a name that begins with “M”. She is little. These scenes could easily be taken from the Topp household. All that needs to be true is that the role of “Me” is played by Karen.
And so I must wonder: Does my wife have a secret blog?
I choose to believe yes.
Sure, some details in other posts are clearly way, way, way off of my life. Including the pictures. But that’s probably just to throw me off the trail. Karen: I know it’s you. I’m on to you. And I’m revealing your dirty little secret mummy blog!
