Last night when I was going through Site Meter to see if anyone had actually visited the blog while I wasn’t writing (and y’all did! You did!), I noticed that several people had reached my blog via queries on a search engine. It was the first time this has happened…and totally entertaining to me.
Now I completely understand why one search led the Googler here:
I mean, I have made my admiration for Mr. Giglio known a time or nine over the last two or three months. I’m sort of flattered, actually, that my blog is forever linked to his name.
And since Wes over there in the sidebar sings for the Gaithers, I understand why I got this one:
By the way, I have no idea why Candy left. Maybe Candy got tired of life on the road. I dunno. Fingers crossed that there were no hurt feelings.
This next one was no mystery at all, and I almost wish that the searcher had stuck around so that I could have provided an answer:
The truth is, the dog’s name is Gertie, but she’s not Paula’s dog (scandalous, isn’t it?). In one of the issues of Paula’s magazine, she confesses that Gertie belongs to her producer, and get this: the old set wasn’t her real kitchen in Savannah. It was her producer’s kitchen in upstate New York. Can y’all believe that? I felt that I’d somehow been deceived, because everything on television is real, right? :-)
See, that searcher was at the right place and didn’t even know it.
And this one? Oh, it did tickle me:
If I had caught the searcher in time, I would have directed him / her here. Or here. I’m not really a Trace Adkins fan, but since David did see him in Dairy Queen a few months ago, well, we’re practically cousins.
So to you Louie / Candy / Paula / Trace seekers out there, I hope you found what you were looking for.
Y’all come back real soon, ya hear?



What do you mean not her kitchen and it was in NEW YORK! Yankee traitor.
Ok, I’m totally kidding, but I really had no idea.
I’m impressed you read site meter and actually understand it. I look at it and think, maybe somebody out there’s reading anything I write, but I sure couldnt tell from site meter! If I think too much of all I have to learn about blogging I get so bogged down I don’t.
So I just do the Scarlette Ohara – I’ll think about that tomorrow.
I also really don’t mind too much where Paula’s kitchen is/was – I’m just impressed she cooks with a big dog underfoot – makes me think maybe I can do it too – at least we have that in common.
Not that this matters, but just a little trivia behind one of your Google searches…Candy Hemphill, who now goes by her married name of Candy Christmas (yes, you read it correctly), grew up singing with her southern gospel singing family, “The Hemphills” (her mother, LaBreeska, – yes, you read that correctly, too – is also from a southern gospel dynasty, “The Happy Goodmans”). Anyway, after joining other gospel singers for one of Bill Gaither’s “Homecoming” video tapings, Bill asked Candy to join them for their “Praise Gathering” concert and some more “Homecoming” tapings. That was the extent of her singing with The Gaithers.
Don’t ask me why I felt led to tell you all of this, but you know me…I’m full of useless trivia (however, if Richard Chandler were still with us, I know that he would appreciate it). :)
So really, we’re a family full of information that is seemingly useless yet obviously of some interest to others. And Candy Christmas is a name that’s too good to be true. As is LaBreeska. And I remember having an album by “The Happy Goodmans.” See, it alllll ties together. :-)
I love the old Happy Goodman stuff. :-)
And I get some really interesting searches, too. Such as for hog jowl, cotton chopping, purple clematis, cinnamon rolls and buttermilk biscuits. But I really don’t understand the one about “verse for obituary (?)”. And one that referred from “hardcore porn”….Have you noticed anything on my blog that would give reference to any kind of porn, much less hardcore? These search engines are sick, need witchdoctor. :)
Diane – Remember when you were debating about whether you should put a cute(nekkid) baby photo of Jessica on your blog? Seems I remember several people commenting and agreeing that it wouldn’t be a good idea because of the sickos out there. I’ll bet that’s why you got that weird Google.
Sister,
That very well could be. Just makes me even more sure that it was the right decision not to put them on the blog. If the perverts picked up on even that subtle reference, it makes my skin crawl to think about what they would be doing if I HAD put some of her (cute) nekkid pics on my blog. Ewwwww…….(shudder)