Wednesday, June 27, 2012
One of the very first two followers on this blog was the flame-haired beauty Shari, of Earth Mother Just Means I'm Dusty. Dusty and I have become comfortable enough at each other's blogs that they feel like our own. I don't remember how we met in the blogosphere, but we have never wandered far from each other.
We've been roommates at BlogHer and have spent time together at humor writers' conferences.
After knowing each other for over two years, we have become a permanent online and offline presence in each other's lives.
It's a thrill to be guesting for Dusty today while she is away in Florida teaching acting to people ages six to eighteen, because she is genuinely talented in that department: quick as a whip and never missing a chance at a good come back.
I'm sharing a story at Earth Mother Just Means I'm Dusty, about what happens when you agree to anything just to get your child *coughBabyE* to finish a task already.
Walk a mile in my shoes, you may have a better understanding of how I got to be the way I am.