Guest Blogging in Yellowstone

First of all my faithful, friendly, flighty friends (I love alliteration) you need to check out my guest blog at http://www.somewhinewithcheese.com/.  Oh, alright, let me explain for those of you who aren't in the exclusive blogging community.

Ahem.

Occasionally, bloggers of great taste ask other bloggers of great taste to do a guest post, so that they can take a holiday from the grueling world of posting every day.

So Laurnie, of  "Some Whine With Cheese," wisely asked me to guest post for her, which I did.  Check it out and seriously, become one of Laurnie's followers as she has a quality blog.  Actually, she has a ton of followers, so if you want to spend more time on my blog, I wouldn't complain.

This message is for hubby, but the rest of you can listen if you want.  Hubby....ahhhh.....shuffle, shuffle, I sort of said some bad, or sort of bad, things about you on my guest blog.  I implied that you are a control freak, which sounds like I'm complaining, and actually, being in control isn't bad, and you're so cute when you think you're in control, cause no one really has control, but it's o.k. cause I'm sort of used to it and I'm not plotting anymore how to hide your body in the woods, so if I hurt your feelings you know that I was just trying to be funny and went too far, and really, being in control is good, not in control of me of course, but in control of the car and yourself and things like that, and maybe I'll just shut up now.

I'm sorry and can I still come home?

Now, for some Yellowstone Park information, since Yellowstone is supposed to be my topic.  It didn't rain today!  When I went out this morning, it was foggy.  So foggy, that when Old Faithful erupted, this is how it looked.

I could hear it, sort of like waves on the beach.

Everything looked different in the fog.

I was just hoping that the bison and bears weren't using the fog as a cover to leap out at me.

I felt quite brave, but in reality my head was darting back and forth, imagining all kinds of danger lurking out there.

A Western Blue Bird, posed for me, which I thought was sweet.

So I took several pictures for his portfolio.

Which do you think is his best side?












Remember, the big contest is over Wednesday night.  Don't miss out on your chance to win a bison poo Christmas ornament.  Just tell me why you have to have it.  Come on....you know you want it.  Don't let good taste get in your way.  It's never stopped me.

I even got a comment from the people at http://www.dunganddunger.net/ who make the bison poo items.  They are going to be in Yellowstone this summer displaying some of their finer works of art. 

You all should do your Christmas shopping with them this year.  Don't you want your gifts to be memorable?  Cousin Harvey won't re-gift them to Cousin Marvin cause word gets around about unique items like this.

Tomorrow, I will introduce you to my friend Jacqueline, and there will be some mystery bird pictures.  A bird actually scared me silly, but more about that later.  Until then, remember who loves you.

Help Your Yellowstone Blogger

This post is for my friends who don't blog, don't really care about it, and are shaking their heads at the whole thing.

I need you to sign up as followers on my blog.

No, it doesn't mean you are sheep, following me off a cliff or something.  Have I ever asked you to do anything dangerous?  There was that one time, but it all turned out fine.

I will lead you through the process, just like the good shepherd I am.

At the bottom right of my blog, under my profile, you will see the Followers heading.  Underneath it are cute pictures of the people brave enough to commit to my blog.  Click on the Follow box and if you don't have a Google account, you will be instructed on how to sign up for one.

Don't be frightened.  Having a Google account doesn't direct lightening to the top of your head.  You won't get mysterious ticking packages on your doorstep.  If you add a picture or an avatar, then you can see yourself in one of those little squares.  Otherwise, you're just a gray, mysterious outline.  Please check the option to follow publicly so I can see you.  That's the whole point here, friends.

Why do I need you to be a follower?  Sure, it makes me feel all warm and tingly, but I have ulterior motives.  Bloggers are part of a big, friendly community.  We scurry around looking for blogs we like.  We become followers of those blogs hoping that someone will check out our blog and become a follower and then, well, it just goes on and on. 

It looks good when a blogger has oodles of followers.  I have 16.  Boring.  I want more!  I know you're reading my blog.  No, I haven't hacked into your computer.  I can look at the statistics.

Now, if I had you at signing up for a Google account, I'm going to annoy you even more and ask you to make some comments.

At the bottom of each post, there is a spot for comments.  You can do it....just click on comments right after the time I posted.

Wasn't that cool?  You can see comments other people have made.  Kind of like reading my diary.  Click on Post a Comment and let it rip.  If you don't have a blog, just click on the box under your comment that will say Jim (Google).  Of course, instead of Jim, it will have your name.  I don't even know a Jim, but I'll know you. 

Then you'll have to copy those nonsense words that keep the robot spammers out.  Can you figure this out?  I don't have ignorant friends so I know you can do it.

Thank you, thank you, thank you.  Have I told you lately that I love you?

And could you do me one more teeny favor?

My friend, Teresa, started a blog sofullofthissofullofthat.blogspot.com.  Check it out, sign up as a follower (now that you're a pro) and give her a big "atta girl."

Well, my little sheep, that wasn't so baaaaaaaaaaaad was it?  Sorry.  Tomorrow, I'll get back to Yellowstone Dreaming, packing, anxiety, etc. 

You'll be there, right?