I had plans for a follow up to the post I wrote last week on porn. I was going to do a clarification thing, maybe even have Zach write something (which he still might do), but I was definitely going to address some comments and let the not so tactful people of the internet have a piece of my mind. But...then I deleted the comments and stopped reading the things being posted about Zach and I across facebook and twitter and forums and then you all somewhat collectively told me to just shake it the hec off. I knew what I was getting into when I got into blogging. I've been getting mean comments since I first started this thing almost three years ago. So I'm no stranger to the game, but since my first post went super mega viral in January, and then another one again in June, the amount of mean comments have increased and so has the creativity. I mean, really though. Someone should be giving out prizes for most creative insult, because I've seen quite a few. If you've been thinking about getting into blogging, haters are one of those things you're just going to have to accept with the territory. I have dear, sweet friends who only blog about adorable crafts and beautiful pinterest worthy home projects and people still find something nasty and controversial to say. The internet is scary place. But it can also be an amazing place. I have had so many incredible opportunities and have made so many close, real deal friendships through blogging and I just would never ever ever change a thing.
Blogging is the best hobby/career ever and I'm so blessed to get to do what I do and to have so many incredible readers supporting me along the way. I know it might seem like I give a lot of attention to the haters, but trust me, behind closed doors, Zach and I read your comments and e-mails and we shake our heads and wonder what it is about us that you love so much. I don't often give attention to the positive comments, as that tends to get me private facebook messages about how I should be more humble, so let me just say, that I freaking love you guys and if I could invite you all over to my house, I would feed you all and we'd play taboo and let our kids run around the yard unsupervised and make our husbands grill some steak while we sip wine and eat chocolate. Or whatever it is you do when you drink wine. (Obviously I'm very cultured.)
ANYWAY. I know what you're here for. I'll stop talking now. Ladies and gentlemen (are there gentlemen here? If so, hello!), I doth give thee my thank you video for your support, your encouragement, and your love. Haters gonna hate, but I have way more When at Homies then When at Haters. Or something more clever than that.
P.S. If you manage to make it to the end of the video, you'll see what happens when I tell my husband I want to be "uncomfortably sexy". Spoiler alert : it didn't work.