It's only words, and words are all I have, to give my heart away...

Since Saz and I installed statcounter here at Mad Manic Mamas, some strange things have come to our notice...

Did you know, for example, that the majority of our readers and listeners are British?

Which is weird to me, for most of my own darling readers are from the Good Old US of A...

I think Sazzie's are likely to be British too... Blogging is amazing like that, we veer and vire all over the world, and I still don't understand how others find
us or are attracted to our blogs...

Except statcounter gives you some answers..

I tried to insert the table here, with no luck, so I'll just ad-lib, if that's okay with you?

Readers looking for us here at madmanicmamas.blogspot in the last week have keyed in the following key words:

"bedtime for teenagers" ...I live in hope.

You're kidding right?

'Bedtime for parents of teenagers' would be closer to the point, and probably more accurate... Formal bedtimes went out for Grizz a couple of years ago at least...

Since then, I'm likely to be in bed hours before him...

Hey, I'm making up for all those sleepless nights and long months of burping and colic-horror...

Similarly, "...calming mad pregnant woman".

Try getting them to chew on coal...

Seriously, when I was carrying my man-child, I recall being drawn to ice-cream and Maltesers... No kidding... I've never lost all that post-baby weight!

And what else do they type?

Try, "...pictures of bad dressing by teenagers."

That's true - Have you seen Lady Ga Ga?

And I see more of Grizz's underpants these days, peeking above his jeans waistband, than I do my husband's!

Then, "...reasons why teenagers laugh".

What, you're kidding, right? ...You don't know?

They laugh at their parents, that's who...

We're shadows of our former selves.

Wraiths and Demons all... Shattered, knackered, battered, bruised, beaten, brawled-with and beleaguered...

We're 'owned' by our children, are we not..? We don't stand a chance!

And finally, "I'm in love with my daughter's boyfriend"...

Oops, maybe you've got the wrong blog there!