I went blog surfing yesterday morning, and contrary to my usual forays into this “exciting” (usually isn’t) and “inspiring” (usually isn’t) world of voyeurism, I found some things I really did like looking at. ‘Baseball Mom’ – her kids are younger than mine, and she has no girls, but… in many ways we sound like a matched pair – I think that she would probably be a lot of fun to hang out and drink beers with while we make fun of the men and the boys and solve all of the world’s problems by relating them to baseball or motherhood. I left her a few messages, though her latest entry made it clear that she would be out of town this week. On her page – I mean after all I liked her stuff, so I might like what she looks at – I found others I liked also (of course I am on a different computer now and can’t access my history, or find these blogs with a simple google search so that I make certain and get the name correct, and get the link – oh yeah and I’m on dialup at work, and well the searching is going ever so quickly-NOT) – ‘LDSM, Soccer Mom’, first of all she’s pink, like me, second of all – I belong to a long line of stuck up snotty baseball-moms-are-better-than-soccer-mom’s clicque, you know the ones I drink beer with and therefore owe all my loyalty to – so to say that someone who calls herself “Soccer Mom” is a good read, well, you do the math (ps I only pretend to be uppity, there’s no way in hell I could actually pull it off) – she’s got a sense of humor, and I love This Post – Look for a corresponding post here soon (if I remember to post it) – then there is also ‘My Tiny Kingdom’ – ROFL at what her kids put in her closet – I don’t know that I read any other posts, but that one had me giggling out loud, I will have to read more of her posts too see what I think of the person behind the ornery brothers – The last one I read was ‘Cursing Mama’, well obviously I liked the name, I also like the tagline – “Teaching my kids the English Language, one colorful word at a time” – obviously the husband would not like this at all, as I am constantly in the doghouse for my mouth – I do however love it when my little minions rat on him and come home with ‘Dad used the F word in traffic today’ or ‘I heard Dad say the F word to so and so on the phone’ – it gives me a little wiggle room for a week or two. Cursing Mama does like cats and knitting, so we have our subtle differences, but I usually like people who like cats and knitting (though knitters are such snobs to we who are lazy and only use one needle and give it a fancy name that men can’t pronounce when the see it and can’t spell when they hear it). Anyhow, so yesterday’s blog surfing paid off, and all because of that glorious word ‘Baseball’ – I can almost smell the dirt and leather now.
Well back to Baseball Mom - I must check out her other friends, and then start thinking about making a list of my own blogs that I read. I'll give it awhile and see which ones I just can't stay away from, after all it would be silly to list something I've only been to one time.