Today, Liv asked me if I had a blog. I was surprised. She's never asked me about it, never seemed even slightly interested. When I told her yes and asked her why she asked, she admitted that her cousin, Lindsay told her that she'd gone online while I was away on vacation and read my blog and "visited" some of the people listed on my blog roll.
I wasn't too shocked or upset. I mean, ALL of my sisters know that I have a blog (I originally started it for them...I was weary of having to answer all of their e-mails and finally just told them that if they wanted to know what was new with me, to check out my blog....they all did but none of them stayed long, I think they found it boring and upsetting in turn...none of them have visited in months...) and I wouldn't have minded if they told their children. I really don't have many secrets and while I don't relish them reading the romantic bits that I write about Bing, I don't regard anything I write as off limits. I pretty much just lay it out there.
What bothered me was that Lindsay had to use my password to get into my blog. And I didn't give it to her. So...she hunted it down somehow. There is no way she could have guessed my password, it's an acronym of a sentence mantra that I say to myself when I am trying to hold my temper...so basically, just a bunch of weird vowels and consonants that don't fit. And I have never written it down. When Bing goes online to check my analytics to see what my blog stalker is up to, she has to ask me what my password is because she always forgets.
Not sure how Lindsay got in, but it bothers me that she did. It's just....invasive. There wasn't anything I am ashamed of, embarrassed by, etc. Just my blog and bookmarks of let's see....Lee DeWyze's twitter, a literary board I read and other things like my library account.
And our savings and checking accounts. IRA. Liv's college fund. Our emergency savings in case something really awful happens and we need a big sum of money quickly. Our stocks and bonds.
So, I had Bing check things out today and it looks like the only thing Lindsay snooped into was my blog and then...she only stayed on for about an hour, but she did read several blogs on my roll. Not sure if she used my name to comment, I'm guessing not.
And that was it. She didn't go into our money accounts or check out Lee's twitter (and why the fuck not????)
I told Liv that she could check out my blog anytime and she said she thought she'd pass. But...we'll see. When I became very ill a couple of years ago, I started using my blog as a sort of diary for Liv to read when she is older....in case I am not here. So, really...I don't mind if she reads it. She did ask me what I wrote about and I just shrugged and said something about just writing about my life, events, etc. She gave me that incredulous look that teens give their parents. Sort of like what the hell ever happens to YOU that's interesting?
I think that she might be surprised. And I do hope that she reads the blog sometime in the future and think that when she reaches the right age, she will.
But, I'm not sure how to handle Lindsay. As I said, I could care less if she read the blog...but how did she get my password and WHY did she snoop? This is what bothers me the most, I suppose. That she invaded my privacy without permission.
How would you handle this? Any ideas? She was a good house/child/dog sitter in almost every other way. My car does have a lingering cigarette smell even though Liv said that she only saw her smoke a few times and it was always out on the back steps. But, that's it. The house was in neat order. The garden weeded and watered well. Child and dog well cared for. She is 21 years old.
So....should I just let this go? Or.....say something? What do you think?