tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13639729.post4519064303193160613..comments2008-04-11T21:25:15.805-07:00Christa M. Forsterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15970033224178963081noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13639729.post-54673913107314995392008-04-11T21:25:00.000-07:002008-04-11T21:25:00.000-07:00Thank you for your wonderful blog. I found you because of your sleep nonsense entry from '05. I sit here during my precious no-screaming 8-10:15pm when I should be sleeping, cleaning, something, anything but reading some somebody's blog . . . by the time I got to Slouching Toward Bethlehem being part of your personal bible I was actually sad I left Houston because I might have met you somewhere. Brazil where my husband and I had our first date . . . I didn't know there was a "new" one until I read this. At any rate, thank you for "showing up" (my writer friend says that is always the hardest part) and sharing your words.<BR/><BR/>BTW, on the sleep thing, I try to apply Joan's trifecta of loving, discriminating, and remaining indifferent to my 6 month-old girl's cries at 3am . . . that doesn't work either.amywynnehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07815109444150777165noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13639729.post-25500779878797438152007-12-08T15:32:00.000-08:002007-12-08T15:32:00.000-08:00I know. I have a new account and the real problem I find is that people with whom I have no relation, people whom I knew for 4 years in high school, contact me and expect me to be excited about it.<BR/><BR/> "Like OMG, how have you been, what have you been up to. It's been like forever!"<BR/><BR/>And all I want to say is "it has been and wadda ya say we keep it that way... no hard feelings... your practically a stranger to me... I knew you for 4 years, 20+ years ago and even then, you were just an acquaintance..."Chrishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08537046474585351764noreply@blogger.com