There I was, sitting in the waiting room for my annual gynecological exam a few days ago. (My puns are out of control here so don’t worry – this isn’t going to be gross.)
At any rate, this visit is not my favorite of visits to make each year but something that feels good to check off the list.
But this visit seemed different than other visits before. This time after I checked in with the perky but tired receptionist, I had to scan the very large waiting room for several minutes before finding the one, single empty chair surrounded by giddy and emotional pregnant 20- and 30-somethings staring at their ultrasound pics giggling. I was literally surrounded. And I was the only one taking advantage of the freshly brewed strong black coffee most likely because my days of having babies are a distant memory punctuated by the fact that next year I will have two kiddos in high school.
I sighed and texted a couple of friends to express how suddenly I felt like a yogurt in the fridge that had gone just past its expiration date.
When the nurse who I call Wonder Woman because she looks like Linda Carter (even though the waiting room full of preggos are too young to even know who that is) took my blood pressure, I asked her if I was the only non-pregnant person there. She replied, “Yep, except for those of us who work here.” I sighed and we giggled together as she assured me us ‘regular patients’ were still welcome.
So I was happily surprised to learn of something very fresh today. My last post, “Recipe For: Life on Wry” has been Freshly Pressed!
To put this in perspective, I tried to research a bit on Google about the odds of being Freshly Pressed, and VERY coincidentally found a conversation where someone was comparing the odds of being Freshly Pressed (the Holy Grail of Blogging, so to speak) to being the one sperm out of 200-600 million sperm that makes it to the egg. Which I thought very appropriate given my not-so-fresh analogy.
To help me further grasp the odds, I discovered that there are currently 68,600,151 WordPress blog sites in the world. There are 37 million new blog posts each month. And WordPress editors select 8 of them each day to be Freshly Pressed. Being Freshly Pressed sends your blog visits and views through the roof and exposes your blog to oodles and oodles of other bloggers out there.
The odds of being Freshly Pressed are said to be about 12 per million on any given day. And to have it happen for a second time in less than a year (my last one was “If you aren’t registered to vote, quit reading my blog and register” last September – only published because I deleted the all caps DAMN IT at the end of the headline most likely – just kidding) … well that’s just math I don’t even know how to compute (I’m a Journalism major, after all).
So thank you WordPress, and thank you patient and kind readers.
Remember, it’s all wry. Otherwise life would be way too boring.
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