I had just assumed that anyone reading my blog is someone I know, so naturally, because I only know one Deanna, I assumed it was her. But I might be wrong. That would be really embarrassing. I mean, we all know what happens when you assume. (Wait, you don’t know? You must have skipped sixth grade, which is about the time that joke manifests itself. Here’s the breakdown: when you assume, you make an ass out of u and me. Get it? Haha. Hahaha. Okay. Moving on.)
If, Deanna, you are a stranger, then I apologize for mistakenly identifying you as someone else in front of the entire online community. Actually, “entire online community” is vastly overestimating the size of my audience. I suppose I should revise that statement to “I apologize for mistakenly identifying you as someone else in front of the handful of kind-hearted souls who follow my blog out of pity for my constant need for attention”. So really, it’s not a big deal. Don’t worry. Only a few people were given a false impression of who you are.
If, Dee, it is in fact you, then congratulations on getting married! I’ve been stalking you on facebook and I saw pictures of your wedding. You looked so beautiful! Remember that time that we went to the antique store by your house and I bought a bracelet? I still have it. I can see it from where I’m sitting right now.
