We all know my “thing” with you started a long time ago. Before the internet explosion I sifted through your magazines with a fine sieve to get all the nuggets of beauty out of it. I cataloged the ideas in my head and used PostIts on the pages for reference.
And then you came out with the Index and it became my most prized possession.
Once you started an online presence, I was thrilled. This was about 13 years ago? There was a forum section where people would discuss topics. I joined the forums with the name TheNextMartha. Many years later, I would join twitter with that same name.
And now, your internet presence is enormous.
Your site has grown to be a huge resource.
You have your own apps.
You have spun off many sites including the craft department, editors, and countless other “faux Martha’s” sites like my own.
And in some ways this makes it easier for people like me to find you. (Well, that sounded a little stalker) It also makes it somewhat harder to KEEP UP with you.
Though, let’s be honest, you sleep 4 hours a night, that’s going be hard to keep up with no matter who you are.
::pours half gallons sized cup of coffee::
So what’s my point here.
I’m a fan of yours. A big fan. I admire your empire. I feel like I live in it on a daily basis in my own little way.
I was up last night at 10:30 making ice cream sandwiches for my kids today. That’s something you would do right?
I am very project oriented and tend to get caught up doing/creating and maybe not taking the time to see.
Do you ever get like that?
I just wrote a piece on Pinterest recently and decided that I wanted to find some new inspiration to follow on there. I decided that you probably follow some fantastic pinners so I went to your profile.
(Though I’m not going to tell you what you should or should not do, you might want to think about linking your facebook fan page and your twitter to your profile)
I’m not going lie when I say that I had to scroll up and down 3 times to make sure I saw what I saw.
Once upon a time you followed me on twitter. There’s a story to that. But as flattering as it is, I don’t fool myself to think that you actually read my tweets. Though, I say some funny stuff, so you might want to think about it.
But this makes me think that someone somewhere in your organization is watching, maybe reading, and hopefully laughing.
So, whoever you are? Hi, and who do I talk to about a new hot glue gun?
P.S. I’m still available to get together in NY at blogher. Or any time between Aug 1st and 5th. Whatever works for you.
P.P.S Just as I finished that last sentence the song “Call Me Maybe” came on my ipod. SWEAR TO GLITTER.
P.P.P.S If that’s not a sign? I don’t know what is.