If you have a blog of your own, then you know how fun it is to obsess over scan your Google Analytics account for the search terms by which folks are finding you, what state they live in, how long they stayed on your site, etc. Most of the time, the search terms that lead folks to you make sense; in my case: Margie Newman, Margie Maddux, Nashville PR, Twitter is useless, Internet privacy, Google yourself, Internal communications, etc.

But sometimes, folks find you by typing in weird stuff like:

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Or they come to you in their quest for answers like:

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But it’s always the most fun when – every now and then – folks stumble upon Flackrabbit in search of things I’m really honored to be associated with like:

Please know that whatever term, quest or curiosity brings you here — I appreciate your readership! Thanks for stopping by!

Team Newman is coming up on three years of marriage, so for Her Nashville‘s  “I Do” issue I explore my thought process for taking my husband’s name and finding a way to keep my own. Spoiler Alert: It had nothing to do with feminism and everything to do with Google. Shocker!

Here’s a snippet:

Third in line after ‘How did he propose’ and ‘Have you set a date’ often comes the nail biter: ‘Will you take his name?’ Read More…