It's carnival time over at One More Thing, and today's theme is Friends. I wrote a rather long post in my head at 2am while I was up feeding the baby AGAIN, but now I can't remember any of it. Sigh.
So now I'm writing something different.
One thing my "real world" friends don't get is my relationship with my bloggity friends. I'll say something like, "My friend Soandso told me suchandsuch," and a RW friend will ask how I know Soandao. When I say, "I know her through blogging," my RW friend will inevitably give me a strange look, like I'm a five-year-old talking about her imaginary friend Princess Puffyfeathers.
But I don't care. Even though I've never met these women, I do count them as my friends. That's not to say every blogger whose blog I read is a friend, but the ones with whom I communicate off-blog, or with whom I trade lots of comments.
There's Fishygirl, who has become a good friend in the year-plus we've been reading each other's blogs. She's also a mother of four, but has two more years experience with it, so she can talk me off a ledge when I get frantic about how hard it is. Plus, she's really cool.
There's Wendi, who is one of the funniest writers I know, and who has become a RW friend to boot. Double score.
And Barb, whom I met before she was a blogger then reconnected with after she started blogging and then she up and moved to New Jersey, so now she's a bloggy friend again.
I can't forget Kate, the sponsor of this whole carnival thing. I started reading her blog last summer after MadMad (another wonderful bloggy friend) did a guest post, and Kate and I started exchanging e-mails, and one thing led to another, and now I consider her a bloggy friend. Plus, her mother-in-law makes mine look positively normal.
I'm very glad I have all these extra friends in my life - there are more I haven't mentioned because I was up with the baby all night and I haven't had my coffee yet. I love reading about their lives and getting their e-mails and sharing my life with them.
(I may read this later and cringe at what I've written, pre-coffee.)