On a roll...

I've always read about bloggers and their relationships, about how their blogs could help them become friends with people they have never met. I never understood it. Perhaps it's my lackluster updating, my fear of commenting or the fact that no one seems to read my blog (which brings us back to the lackluster updating!).

But lately, I've felt compelled to comment. To tell the women who I love to read that they're amazing and fantastic and to keep up the good work! Women like Natalie, Erica and Stacey.

So if you're like me, paralyzed with fear that you're a terrible blogger and that you just don't get how the system is supposed to work, take heart. I'm starting to think there's really no wrong way to do this. At the very least, you've got a friend in me. :)

To make you feel even better, allow me to show you how I can't take a normal picture with my husband. What a dork.

People suck.

One of my favorite blogs I read is Dooce. This makes me one of millions who read and love Heather Armstrong.

Apparently there are also thousands of people out there who hate her with the passion of a thousand suns. I know when you write in a public setting about your personal life that you are opening yourself up to criticism, but man, these people are harsh.
Sometimes I'm glad I never have any comments to read because at least no one is telling me that I'm ruining peoples' lives with my pig vomit. (Believe me, that's TOTALLY tame compared to some of the rest of her hate mail.)

What I love about Dooce, however, is that she got tired of keeping all the loony emails to herself and decided to hit her haters where it hurt: by monetizing the hate. It's perfect.

Click through. I promise it will make you feel good about yourself. No matter how crazy you are, you're not that damn crazy!