I've been completely consumed with the details of my own life and this afternoon, for the first time in over a week, checked in on all the blogs I know and love and read like I am the well-intentioned but nosy next door neighboor of each author. As I clicked on through the list of blogs, making my way down my feed reader list, I felt a bit like I've returned from vacation and was stopping in with muffins and mis-delivered mail at each doorstep. There I was (not so) casually asking, "Sooooo, how are things?" And now, leaning over my fence in your direction, here's the skinny on the folks on the street:
Doug's got more than A Little Chaos with this whole moving thing. I bet these people throw a kickass garage sale.
Meanwhile, Stephanie's taking time off from her Adventures in Babywearing for a chance to spin the wheel. Yup, that Wheel, my friends. Give her a hand. Or at least an E.
Sarah's showing the Goon Squad something scary this Halloween. And it's not masks or goblins. Just plain old, nearly outdated wedding hair.
MetroDad's just back from his 20 year reunion. And as if that's not goss fodder enough, he considered taking a hooker along. Oh, to be that hooker. But with a heart. And possibly better boots.
Foodmomiac's wandering around London. And as if that wasn't enough, she's sleeping in and digging into meat platters (whatever that means, Danielle). I hate her.
