in the old days...
I'd check in on the weather.
Then I'd stop in at Nick's place.
There weren't 10 billion blogs in those days, and lots of people were on Diaryland.
I'd read people who no longer have blogs, and people who are now very well known and slew of people who used their blogs to rant and complain. That happens to me from time to time: I'll get caught up in a blog and feel compelled to read it daily only to realize that the writer is miserable. Not for me, that kind of daily reading. I've read people who have died, gotten married, had babies, withstood terrible tragedy.
And whom have I read from the very beginning? Joke, and Poppy and Badger and Susie - damn Susie for closing up shop. Tertia, Emlyn,Kim (in one form or another), Angela - always Angela.
How everyone else got mixed through is a mystery.
I've been reading for about five years now - and I'm still learning about life, death, babies being born and families withstanding tragedies. Of course I'm also laughing my ass off, trying recipes, admiring accomplishments and enjoying the occasional snark.
Thanks, internet.
Then I'd stop in at Nick's place.
There weren't 10 billion blogs in those days, and lots of people were on Diaryland.
I'd read people who no longer have blogs, and people who are now very well known and slew of people who used their blogs to rant and complain. That happens to me from time to time: I'll get caught up in a blog and feel compelled to read it daily only to realize that the writer is miserable. Not for me, that kind of daily reading. I've read people who have died, gotten married, had babies, withstood terrible tragedy.
And whom have I read from the very beginning? Joke, and Poppy and Badger and Susie - damn Susie for closing up shop. Tertia, Emlyn,Kim (in one form or another), Angela - always Angela.
How everyone else got mixed through is a mystery.
I've been reading for about five years now - and I'm still learning about life, death, babies being born and families withstanding tragedies. Of course I'm also laughing my ass off, trying recipes, admiring accomplishments and enjoying the occasional snark.
Thanks, internet.
Comments
From the very beginning of my blogging there was You, Joke and Badger. And every day I start my online day by checking in on each of you.
I found your blog when some long-forgotten knitblogger linked to your wine-tasting adventures. Yours was the first non-knitting blog I read, and it quickly became one of my absolute favorites. Blog on, sistah!
I do find it jarring sometimes to lose track of a blog and then find them a year or so later and find something HUGE has happened, like a divore or a new baby. It's a good reality check, though. Life really doesn't revolve around me. :)
Happy New year to you and yours
I'm glad I know you, honey.
Thank goodness for bloggers on the internet - they remind me that I am just normal. Nothing wrong with you either!
You came along a little bit after I started. Which means that for a little while, I was blogging in pre-blackbird zone.
How did I stand it?