I won't lie...

Erica got me thinking. {Always a dangerous thing, so blame her.} She asked, "What if we were to die? How would our bloggy friends know we were gone?" 

Now, I don't plan to be offed by an ax murderer, smooshed by a semi or hit in the Target parking lot by a speeding dork who hits cart corrals, but what if? 

My husband? Never even reads my blog. He wouldn't know how to log in an let the legions all three of you know. 

Elijah? He'd probably type something about turtles...baby turtles

My parents...let's not go there. 

So, what do we do? Should we have a blogging vault, where we all put our logins and passwords in a TOP SECRET email that is only opened in case of your absence from the blogging world for a predetermined period of time? If so, what is the time frame? A week? Or would ya'll miss me before then? 

I'm stumped. I could have a blog post all written, with my obit and everything, and someone could just put in my cause of death, then hit publish. {Only say nice things, k?} 

What if the ax murderer gets ahold of my login, poses as me, and gets all your info? Okay, that is a stretch. maybe. 

Alas, I may be gone for a bit this weekend. We are going out of town to take the kiddos to a hotel and swim and play. Monday is my {deceased} brother's birthday, so I will be hanging with my parents quite a bit- it is pretty hard on them. 

If you come up with any stellar ideas, let me know. Until then, let's hope I don't get offed. {Hubs figures out the checkbook tonight!}