I love you, crazy blog people. Thank you for your uplifting words, your advice and nuggets of wisdom. Thank you for reassuring me that helping M. is the right thing to do. Thank you for sharing with me stories of being 'that girl' who benefited from a neighbor's welcoming arms. Thank you for encouraging me to continue to nurture Kira's friendship with M. Thank you for cautioning me to keep my guard up when dealing with M.'s mother. Most importantly, thank you for preventing me from driving over to that freaky broad's house and smearing her front steps with dog poop and then yelling "Fire!"
All of your thoughtful, supportive responses got me thinking about what a great community we have here in the blogosphere. If I had had such a wealth of information available to me ten years ago when I had my first child would I have even needed to drop fifteen dollars on What To Expect When You're Expecting? Or Solve Your Child's Sleep Problems? Or Green Poop Does Not Mean They're Dying? (That last one I made up but is DEFINITELY A BOOK THAT NEEDS TO BE WRITTEN.)
As a high schooler, would I have even thought of wearing rainbow suspenders and pants tucked into high top sneakers if I had been able to consult with all of you first?
Well, blog people, now you've done it. A precedent has been set. The die has been cast. Now that I know I can come to you with life's most vexing problems and get such sensible, intelligent advice, here are some things I may need your help on this week:
Bangs or no bangs?I'm counting on you, internet.
Paper or plastic?
The Duvet: Convenient bed topping or the world's biggest pillowcase?
Handful of carrots or pound of bacon?
Paris or Nicole?
Twenty minutes on the treadmill or Number 2 combo with extra cheese?
Cable bill or Number 2 combo with extra cheese?
College fund or Plasma screen?
Seize The Day or stay in bed?
Candy Corn: Candy, corn or addictive crack substitute?
Pay quarterly taxes or stick it to the man?
The man: Boxers or briefs?
Eat slowly to become aware when you're full or cram your piehole like there's no tomorrow?
Eat slowly or get to the extra piece of steak before your husband?
Recognize defiance as independent thinking and reward accordingly or recognize modern parenting as a bunch of hooey and withhold allowance?
Discuss feelings or slam cupboards and bang pots in the kitchen?
Get a handle on PMS with diet and rest or lash out and sob uncontrollably?
White or red?
Cabernet or chianti?
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