Blog pimping: several new ones to show off

So I have a few new blogs joining the roll I'd like to introduce:

I am bossy. I loved this blog from first reading. She writes in 3rd person, which I wish I had started doing from day one. As it is, I'd have to go back to January and revise everything to say, "Parsing My World said ..." Or start a new blog. Bossy is actually Georgia Getz, and she's hilarious. Go read her. Right now. But come back, ok?

Audible Politics. From the awesomeness that is Tara Ariano. Love her musings and rants, even when I disagree.

Carolina Politics Online. Generally entertaining or at least smarmy. Which is no less than we expect here in the South. We need to know what's going on in politics. At least until November, right?

Church Marketing Sucks. I love it when someone names their blog so precisely. I also love it when there is irreverent information about the reverent. Check it out.

Dooce. The uber-blogger of mom-bloggery. Or would be if I was sure I knew what "uber" meant. I think it means "really cool." That being the case, go peruse Heather Armstrong's thinking out loud and then muse on the fact that she rakes in -- at least according to an interview she did with 20/20 -- $40k per month via her blog. Am I jealous? Well hell yeah.
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Hurricanes

To answer the question of why I get excited when I see a wave forming off the coast of Africa: First of all, I do not rejoice at the havoc and destruction that hurricanes or tropical storms can wreak. I take them seriously and do what I should to prepare. I also do what I can afterward to help out those who were in the path of one.

But here's the thing. I really like gray days, and the grayer the better. I think I have the opposite of seasonal affective disorder because I get really pumped when it's all gloomy looking or even just overcast. Too much sunshine and I just want to go back to bed. So a hurricane is something like the extreme form of that, I guess: very gray, very gloomy looking, very windy.

Now, I will say that the dumb-bell reporters who get out in the wind and rain to give us "on the spot" coverage of the storm ... that's just added hilarity. (And aren't they just stooooopid out there telling us how windy and rainy it is?)
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Where have I been? Don't ask

I know you're wondering where I've been. Can I just say "busy" and skip the details, along with the apologies (and accompanying guilt) for staying away from the blog for so long? Because a one-word answer of "busy" would be truth in its entirety. Busy: running back and forth to the "left coast" ... working on proposals and negotiating new contracts ... helping Connie and Alexis move back in (while Daddy is deployed) and helping Amanda move out and into her first apartment (!!!) ... cleaning my office. Oh my God ... my office was such as mess. Somehow, and I'm not sure how this happened, but the shelves holding my paper fell over. It's back in order now, but I had quite a time getting things in order. And Tony bolted the shelves to the wall this time.

So now that I'm back, it's a question of what to talk about first. I might have to take the rest of the day to ponder that. Movie reviews ... how many TV shows I'm currently keeping up with and whether that's a good thing ... why I'm excited every time I see a wave coming off the coast of Africa ... our upcoming vacation ... brilliant things Alexis says and does ... the spiritual insights I had traveling across the country ... the incredible boneheadedness that is John Edwards. So many topics to choose from.

More to come ... stay tuned.
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