I Get By With a Little Help From My Friends... (If I Remember To Tell Them What's Going On)

YOWZA!!!! We've been so busy as of late, and have so much going on, and plans yet to come, that I have almost zero time and motivation to blog anymore. Too bad, I know. You missed me. ;) In fact it's been so crazy and I've been so bad that I was recently told by one of my BFFs that I've been a bad friend and need to be more comunicative. (I LOVE that I have friends that are this honest with me; who else would be able to tell me like an adult and care enough about me so that they care if they lose me as a friend? I love my friends!) She said she had no idea of what was going on in my life anymore, and missed the days when I would send her page-long e-mails chronicalling what and how I was doing, what Tony and I were up to, how the kids were, etc., etc. The shittiest part is that I KNEW I had become a bad friend. I used to pride myself on being an excellent friend; comforting, honest, being able to talk and listen, giving sage advice, and most of all remembering what had happened in my friend's lives and remembering to ask them about it. I feel like my kids have destroyed yet another aspect of my life, my social butterfly wings. :( I can't remember ANYTHING that's happened outside my home anymore, I have a blank mind when I'm out and about, basically just trying to defrag my hard drive, and trying to remember the important stuff (which usually takes an hour or so... LOL). SO I forget to ask the most superficial andd most important questions a real friend would ask, "How's your pregnancy going?", "How's your dad feeling after his operation?", "Are your parents working things out?", "Did your sister get that job?", "Do you need help painting your nursery?", "I didn't know your brother had a girlfriend! When did this happen?", etc., etc. I leave a social event and feel awful that I forgot to ask x, y, and z, and resolve to e-mail or call or get together again so I can ask those questions again and try to be a better friend but it never comes to fruition. Instead, I spend all of our time together either silent, or talking about MY shit, which gets kinda old for the recipient, ya know? LOL And it makes me feel SO bad. Selfish. Dumb. Meaningless. Awful.

I had started this blog as a way to keep my friends up to date on what I was doing so that when we DID have the rare opportunity to get togehter that I wasn't talking about myself all night. Heh. I let that get away from me, and I hope to bring it back. Again. Yeah, I know I've said it before, and I'll probably have to say it again, but even a half hour of typing is going to be enough to keep everyone in my circles in the loop. SO do I have a half hour a day to give to my friends? Most days, yes. LOL And they're THAT imortant to me that if I blog for no other reason, I will for my friends. Because I love them that much, and they love me!

Much love,