Woo-Hoo!

Luckiest Woman in the World

I don't think I say it enough - I have an amazing husband.

Every morning, he rolls over, kisses me, and tells me he loves me. Every morning. Without fail.

He supports my writing, my need to write. Since I'm doing NaNoWriMo this month, he puts the kids to bed and tells me to get my fingers on the keyboard. And he tells me how proud he is of me, no matter what my daily word count.

Micahel makes me feel like the most desired, sexy, smart, capable woman in the world. But you know what I really am?

The luckiest.

Love you, Baby. Thanks for being you.

Social Networking if You're an Introvert

I admit it - I am an introvert. I like being by myself, I'd rather have coffee with a close friend than go to a party, and though I've had a Twitter account for three years, I've never tweeted, not even once. I visit my Facebook page once a month. And even if I enjoyed all this social networking stuff, I really don't have time.

I'm not even good at writing regular blog posts.

So what is an introvert supposed to do, when everyone in the world is tweeting and posting and sharing?

I guess I have to tweet and post and share.

It's against my nature, though. I don't need to know what you ate for breakfast, or what your boss said during that meeting, or that you are exhausted. If you're my friend, I'll find all that out when I speak to you. I certainly don't think you're interested in the minutiae of my life. I don't even like to post a comment on someone else's blog, for heaven's sake.

But the signs are there. This social networking thing isn't going away. So I'm going to have force myself to use it, or be left far behind.

This weekend I'll be playing with Twitter. And updating my Facebook photo album.

Who knows? Maybe I'll even comment on Nathan Bransford's blog (shudder).

It could happen.