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By kilax, October 22, 2008 8:20 am

The short article below, from the November issue of Self, gave me the courage to write about something that’s been on my mind lately.

I think blogging can lend itself to be a platform for oversharing. Which is fine with me. I need that outlet. I need to let my thoughts out, even if they are too personal, detailed or crazy.

But I sometimes feel like “blogging” is my only friend. Sure, I have my live-in best friend, Data Steven to talk to every day, but I sometimes wish for someone else, a girlfriend, to talk to about life. Someone close to me, who knows me well. Someone to vent to, cry with, and share happy moments with… someone who would also feel comfortable to be that open with me.

I love talking to Steven. But I am continually bouncing the same repetitive stuff off of him. He needs a break from time to time. And I need a fresh perspective.

Feeling like this gives me urges to overshare. I don’t dish out things I regret, but I find myself eager to talk to someone different. I think I am looking for someone else to care about what’s going on in my life… besides my husband, family and extended blog family.

That’s not too much to ask for, is it?

(Yikes, this came out all wrong. It’s not meant to offend any of the wonderful people already in my life. It’s just meant to explain a yearning I have.)

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By kilax, July 8, 2008 11:52 pm

Isn’t it funny trying to explain blogging and blogger-meetups to a non-blogger?

I got into this conversation with my boss tonight, when I told him I was going to meet Beth and Kevin. (He saw I was looking at Beth’s site, then asked what the heck I was looking at (her pictures from an American Girl Store visit), so I went on to tell him this was her blog, and I was meeting her tonight, and blah blah blah.)

He actually sounded interested, and told me to have a good time when I left.

I’m happy he didn’t ask, “Now, why would you want to meet up with people you don’t even know?” I’ve heard that’s a common non-blogger response.

Why does anyone meet up with people they don’t know? To try to create new friendships? That is always my hope. I think it probably worked tonight. We had a great time!

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By kilax, June 2, 2008 5:43 am

We were in Kansas City this weekend to go to a wedding and catch up with friends. We spent a lot of time answering the question “What’s new?” with “We’ve been bowling a lot!”

Later, Steven said to me, “We should probably come up with something different to tell people than ‘We’ve been bowling a lot.’ It’s kind of lame.”

That’s a good point. We haven’t seen a lot of these people in 8+ months and the only thing we have to tell them is that we’ve been going bowling?

For our credit, we talked about A LOT more than that. But what are you supposed to say when people ask you “what’s new?” I could talk about our new car (and sound vain), our cat (and sound crazy), about work (and bore people), or about… what?

I think next time, I am going to have a prepared answer. That doesn’t sound crazy.

It’s hard to catch up with people that you haven’t seen in a long time. But what I love about Steven’s friends is that even when we haven’t seen them in ages, I still have a great time around them, and feel like nothing has changed.

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By kilax, March 14, 2008 4:55 am

Do you love or loathe having house guests?

Steven and I really love having house guests. We like cleaning the house and stocking the pantry, in anticipation of our guests arrival. We like making special meals, or taking our guests to our favorite restaurants. We like to show (off) the work we have done on our town home… especially Steven’s schmancy pants A/V system. We like to stay up late, play fun games, and entertain.

Of course, I ask because my family is coming to visit, and from what I’ve heard from other people, not everyone gets as excited about that as I do.

I am also wondering…

Do you have any good house guests stories?

Now, this isn’t a good story, per se, but it is definitely… interesting. A few years ago I was on a school trip in NYC. Our departure flight was canceled and we ended up on a flight that put us in the O’Hare airport overnight before our connecting flight home.

Of course, I looked at that as an opportunity to see Steven. And it just happened to be on Valentine’s Day! Since I am so nice, I asked three of my friends if they wanted to come stay at our house in the guest bedroom or on the couch so they did not have to sleep in the airport/front the money for a hotel.

Steven was really nice and picked us up in the middle of the night. We all woke up early the next day to catch our flight home. Trying to be nice, I asked my friends if they wanted some breakfast – maybe milk and cereal? I told them I wasn’t feeling awake enough to have any, but they all said yes.

So, we are standing around in the kitchen, them eating their cereal, and me and Steven chatting, when one my friends makes a funny face, places her bowl on the counter, and runs into our powder room and forces herself to throw up into the sink.

Yeah, that alarmed us, especially the other two.

She comes out and we ask what was wrong. “Oh nothing,” she brushes it off. “There were just some live bugs in my cereal.”

Everyone dumped their cereal in the sink. Steven and I were mortified. How did this happen?! She had a different cereal than everyone else! Did she confuse the pieces of cereal for bugs since it was so early in the morning? Or did she actually feel something moving around in her mouth?

Well, it hasn’t happened since. And luckily, I was still friends with everyone after that. That girl was even one of my bridesmaids.

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By kilax, December 2, 2007 10:12 am

A friend of mine called me last night. We haven’t spoken since the beginning of September, but we picked up the conversation as if yesterday was the last time we spoke.

She was in my wedding. I consider her one of my closest friends. She is a trustworthy, reliable, level-headed person… and a blast of fun! So, why why why have we not spoken in three months? We have email correspondence, but it’s not the same.

I HATE that my busy lifestyle keeps me out of touch with my friends and family. I really felt like I was doing well by keeping in touch by email, but after a phone call, or a LIVE visit, you feel a little sad when you remember what you are missing.

I love the companionship of my husband, but I sometimes miss the variety and mindlessness of chatting with other people I am close with.

I suppose I should keep that in mind this holiday season; to make the most of my time.

I miss you, friend.

(Oh, I almost forgot! Check out my guest post at Hilly’s site today!)