Friday, March 24, 2006

An odd thing

Today in my Communications class we were all asked to write down the names of people who fit the descriptions from a long list. One of the descriptions was: Your Best Friends.

And without a second's hesitation I wrote down the real life names of two people I know through the blog world. One I've met in person and the other I've never met.

And as soon as I wrote their names I felt strange about it. Because I could have written Red-Haired friend. Or FriendWhoLivesWestofMe. Or SweetYoungFriend. Or DearFriendsWhoGotMarriedLastWeek (who also have blogs). Or....

But there it is. I wrote down the names of 2 people I feel I know really well, who I like and care about and who like and care about me. I don't have to be the strong happy thin one with these friends. I can be not perfect and (ahem) whiny. I can be sad.

And they can be sad or whiny or not-perfect and we understand each other.

Maybe it's because none of my friends who I met out of the blog-world are moms? Or that one of DearFriends was Mr. Spock's friend first and I don't want to poach? I don't know. All I know is I think of you all as my friends and two of you got written down as my best friends.

And there it is.

10 comments:

Angry Pregnant Lawyer said...

I don't have to be the strong happy thin one with these friends.

I don't want to deflate your point, but this is how you can come across: Strong, happy, and--yes--thin. Damn you, and your big boobs.

Phantom Scribbler said...

Honestly, Liz, I think you are pretty much perfect. Who sad that being sad and/or whiny was incompatible with perfect?

But what you said exactly sums up how I feel about blogging and the friends I've made through it. Thank you for putting it so well, and thank you for being there for all of us.

liz said...

But I'm not the strong happy thin one. You are too. And I get to have problems and admit to them. I really, really like that.

liz said...

I love you PS!

corndog said...

Not to break up the love fest here, but APL, dammit, you should never, ever, ever damn big boobs!

And Go Mason!

Phantom Scribbler said...

Laughing, Corndog. Trust me, if it were YOUR back that was suffering under the weight of big boobs, you'd have no problem damning them.

Liz, right back atcha!

Pink Cupcake said...

I completely agree with Phantom that your post totally sums up how I feel about blogging and my bloggy friends. Even though I haven't met any of you, I feel so comfortable 'hanging out' and sharing what happens in our lives...way more comfortable than I often feel with friends in real life. And, it's totally commonplace around here for me to update my husband on everyone's lives, as if I'd been at the coffee shop down the road with you all. :)

A year ago, I never would have believed just how much support and friendship I would find in this corner of the blogosphere, and how much help you would all be to me through some difficult times (as well as good ones). I really have appreciated it so much.

Thanks, Liz, for always being such a sweetie. :)

Genevieve said...

Yes, yes! Hooray for bloggy buddies. You put it so well, Liz. I do so love hanging out with you commenting pixies! (and I also update my husband and son on what my bloggy friends are doing and posting, pink cupcake.)

halloweenlover said...

I'm with APL, strong, happy, lovely, kind, thin and with big boobs! The injustice in this world. Hrumph.

Hugs to you Liz, you are such a wonderful person!

Jenn said...

Heee, you are talking to the girl who just married a man she met on the internet.

:)

xoxoxo
jenn