When I meet someone that I really like, one of my first impulses is to ask them if they want to read my blog, and then, if they blog as well. But I'm always too self-conscious to actually do it.
I adore my daughter Suzy’s third grade teacher. She is wonderful and amazing and neat and I want to be just like her when I grow up. The last two times I went to volunteer we got some time to talk, not very common because she’s, you know, busy teaching. But lately it has been recess when I get there and, even though that’s still a pretty busy time, we've had a few minutes to chat. Today we had close to the whole hour (while we were both busy working, of course) because shortly after recess the kids went to the library then somewhere else that I didn't ever actually figure out.
I wanted to give her my blog url. I wanted to give her my email address. I wanted to invite her over for a slumber party. She's awesome.