Secret watchers

I have a friend that on her blog she does spot lights. Well This spot light is a little different. I just recently learned that i have a very new and interesting BLOG STALKER! Yes it's true. I have known of two from the mainland. But now I'm going to play a little game and see if I can name some more.

I have one from church. He's never posted. His wife can't "work" for us only "socialize".

Two sisters of a friend here. She has posted but the sisters haven't. They surf and other people have to salute their dad. Most of the island actually.

Two fantastically foxy seniors in DC with the best hope I have for staying in the church past 35.

A fuzzy wuzzy teddy bear in UT.


I tried to keep your identities secret. All the while showing you I do know who you are.
If you would like to out yourself as a blog stalker email me directly. Or post on here and I'll erase your post. So as to keep your identity. But I'd like to showcase your amazing-ness of secretly watching. I would like to dedicate a song to you. So scroll down and see which one it is. It's "secret".

"SOMEBODY!!!"

Alright so I've got this husband that is Captain America. For many reasons actually. It was coined for him at his Co. last year and has seemed to have stuck. Either way he's been pretty invincible for years. Never and ailment and ready to try things at the drop of a hat. Like the first Triathlon with a weeks notice and sleeping in a broken zippered tent on the ground w/ no padding to come in the top ten of his age group with the wrong bike and a full body wet suit. Yeah I thought it was a fun thing to try at the time and have since learned that's a feat in itself. Sooo. HE'S Captain America. But yesterday I've discovered that I too have my own secret hero status. Similar to my sons powers they were discovered in a strange place and way too. Yes ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls, and secret blog-stalkers. I am not merely Mrs. Captain or Mrs. America. I am (dum dum duuuuuummmm) SOMEBODY.

What you say? You don't immediately see my super power possibilities? You lack the faith? Yes you do. You call on me daily. Let me tell you how I learned of my new powerful self.

I'm at church and a good friend of mine is coming down the hall with three kids from 4-ish to 7 mo.-ish. Wild and w/o naps. Husband gone on a ship/boat/sub/something that floats for months. When she says something like, "Somebody should just smack my butt." That's when I realized. I could be that somebody. SMACK! The pure joy that she felt from the shock and funny of it was all the trill I needed to know of my new calling. I could be the somebody people are always calling for.

"Somebody better help you out." You tell your three year old. Boom I'm there.
"Somebody help me!" always a classic. Boom I'm there.
"Somebody make this go away!" Boom I'm there.
"Somebody better get those dishes done." Boom I'm there.
"Somebody better get their homework/chores done." Boom I'm there.

You can see I'm going to easily be the busiest superhero of all time. I'm called on more than you think and I'm always needed. So the next time you think of somebody just remember I've got a good sized list I'm working on. I'll be there. As fast as my little cape can fly.

P.S. Jen can you make me a cape with a tear-a-way clasp so I don't die in a jet engine plane like the super that shall not be named from the Incredibles?