This is what blogging and the deadly links remind me of ... that hair commercial years ago, I think it was for Herbal Essence? I've been totally addicted to this activity lately, even more than I ever was to Facebook. Just sucked into cyberspace, as I pop into one blog, which leads me to another, and then another and I sit reading with a voracious appetite all these ponderings of bloggers all over the world. Commenting on others' thoughtful, insightful and often humorous musings. And then trying to come up with original material, thoughts, things that I might enjoy reading about, for my expanding circle of bloggity-blog friends.
I have to get out with the kids a few times a day or I would just be glued to the screen. As it is, whenever we get home, I rush to the computer, to see if anyone has read my most recent post and had anything to say about it. It's so bad now that if my kids are looking for me they'll more likely come to the study than the kitchen. So I'll have to remedy that and get a laptop for the kitchen. Yeah, that's it, to google for all those new recipes I will try in our spanking new kitchen, that's the ticket.
And I'm cursing the fact that I told my husband that he could take the camera on his trip, not realizing that there would be all these lovely moments to be captured while he was away. Who would have thought that the camera would be such an important part of blogging? There are some things that can only be told with an image. Including my new head, which instead of looking as luscious as when I walked out of the salon on Thursday, now looks more like Betsey Johnson's tresses without the cartwheel factor.
Help me! Is there such a thing as "Bloggers' Anonymous", or is that an oxymoron?