...there are also times when i feel exacerbated, exuberant, overwhelmed, underwhelmed, sardined, and solitary. sometimes even all at the same time.
i love looking at other people's blogs, some of them have become part of my routine (assuming i can find an internet connection somewhere). but being what my mother calls "a lurker", i never comment (laconic- remember...). i get the feeling that this pattern of behavior drives her crazy, being the amazing wordsmith that she is, but often the computer is my quiet time- i'm often alone (well, with dog) and usually choose to read, reflect, think, enjoy- not talk, write, erase, rewrite . in person i can be a bit of a chatterbox. chatter, babble, ramble... you are getting the idea by now... yikes! i can hear you thinking- get to the point woman! so, anyway i feel alittle guilty when i use the silly stat-counter thing. it is like lurking on the lurker. but even more to the point...
it makes me very happy when i see people checking my blog on a regular basis. and there are a few people whose regular visitations make me exceptionally happy; friends, family, sisters, who i need to be better at corresponding with. you are getting a little glimpse into my life, i should be keeping a better eye on yours! so start a blog why don'tcha! haha, just kidding.
boiling that long-ass ramble down... thanks my loves. how about a picture?