Wow - I'm visiting my own blog to click on my links! :)
It's just, they're so handy...and Dooce and Defamer are SOOO funny. And uh, this way I don't have to memorize the URLs (shut up, twenty-somethings...us fogeys have RAM to conserve).
Anyhoo, had brunch today with a new friend who isn't feeling well. Doctors aren't sure why, but she's real run down and "high maintenance" as far as when she eats, and what she eats. Kind of refreshing. I forget sometimes that at some point everyone my age has shit to deal with...whether or not they want to admit it in the perfection zone of la la land.
This year has heaped such an incredible amount of crap on my table, it's hard for me to talk to friends with any level of honesty without feeling like Debbie Downer (and I know I'm going to have to start watching that - my answer to "how are you, how's your mom" is going to have to be "fine" from now on).
But at the same time, it's refreshing to realize that the automatan expecations of our early twenties aren't there any more...my real friends aren't going to dump me because I'm not Superwoman anymore.