my pink toes

I keep wondering about this NaBloPoMo thing: if each of us is trying hard to keep posting every day, how do we have time to read each other's stuff? I have run across some cool people at the NBPM site (Hi Stella, Sweetisu and Mad Goat Lady!) and wish I had time to visit their sites, read their posts, devour their archives...I'm hoping to get back to them and use the NaBloPoMo site as a great place to go back to when I'm done with this month of excessive-filling-the-internet-with-my-own-navel-gazings. Not that I need to add to my blogroll, which currently clocks in at a real-life-precluding 117.

Today, in this wonderful weekend of relaxing and cleaning up after Thanksgiving, getting decorated for Christmas, and designated hanging out time, I caught up on a couple of favorite blogs that I have let build up in the list: Que Sera Sera and A Little Pregnant. Why do I steer away from some of my favorite blogs, yet feel compelled to check some train-wreck-cringe-worthy sites every day? I have no idea. I have a feeling it has to do with the sheer number of blogs I read. Similarly, I will often go a Very Long Time without calling or contacting some of my favorite real-life people. Again, I have no idea why.

I would say, "Hey, leave me a link to your favorite blog in the comments!". However, I'm not sure I could possibly handle another one. Except yours, of course. Yours is awesome.