Well, first would be you, Eden. I swear I'm not cyberstalking you. Back in the day when my heart and soul were all full of gunky stuff, I found this blog where some ballsy chick was just putting it all out there. I thought to myself, "Wow, if I could just do THAT." If I could puke my anxiety up on the internet, it wouldn't be stuck in my throat. I was so, so scared to do that, but I realized that people read her stuff and didn't make fun of her. Maybe they wouldn't make fun of me, either. So, after a couple of trial runs, I just did it. She is good stuff.
The Bloggess...oh, mercy! If you haven't read this, go. Go NOW! My prom is coming up (okay, not really, because that was about 20 years ago, but this is my old ladies prom fundraiser. So. Much. Fun!) and she was the inspiration. If you have no clue about the traveling red dress, read this. Okay, you back? See, I know I'm lucky. I wasn't always that lucky. I remember very distinctly being young and married and unable to buy myself anything other than life's necessities. I had saved up $35 to buy shoes to a friend's wedding, and I cherished those shoes for a damn long time. Now it's my turn to pay it forward...or backward? Anyway, I'm going to buy a beautiful dress to wear with all my equally-insane girlfriends for a few hours while we shake our booties to a dj. Then, like Cinderella, we will all change back into our regular, boring mom clothes at midnight. The dresses will go to our local Prom Closet for girls who aren't able to go buy a prom dress. So, thanks, Bloggess for the lightning rod of inspiration.
Jennsylvania. Oh, Jen...how I adore thee! When I was a kid, my BFFs were sisters and their mom got People magazine...by subscription. For some reason that represented making it. Like I was somebody if I could do that. I realize now the hilarity of that, trust me, but I still read my People religiously every Friday afternoon. I read a review of her book a couple of years back and bought the book, Bitter Is The New Black, to read at the beach. It was like sitting down with all my favorite funny girlfriends for a couple of hours. After reading her books, I hit her blog. Although it's not updated as much now because she is writing so much (or making weird online purchases in the middle of the night due to the Ambien), it's still a hoot. The Valentine's Day post makes me want to fly to Chicago (if I flew...I'd still drive there if I had the time...roadtrip?!) and high-five her ass! (Not really, it'd be her hand, but you know what I mean.)
Shew! I'm outta breath! So, there are my daily rituals. Each of these blogs have made me live my life a little louder or at least more with my own voice. The beauty of blogs is often I find my favorites through the favorites of someone else. With that in mind, what are YOUR faves? Share! Share! Share!
Happy Friday, ya'll!