My girlfriend Robin was responsible for me starting to blog. She is my most ardent supporter, offerer of encouragement, medical advise provider and honest to goodness safety net in that I know she is there if I start to fall. She is a beautiful person, creatively brilliant, college professor, science geek, mother who is not afraid to save for college AND therapy, part time PA and geesh Robin, could you squeeze a little more into your life, oh yeah, she blogs.
Robin and I took one of those mind numbing, you-have-nothing-better-to-do-with-your-time, Facebook surveys recently. You know the ones like "What kind of bug would you be if you were smashed on a windshield" or "At what age will you begin to lose bladder control". You get the point.
Ms. Thomas and I endeavored to uncover which Sesame Street characters we were. Robin went first and found she was a gay muppet with a unibrow, a penchant for collecting bottle caps and mild OCD when it comes to neatness - yes, that's right. She was Bert.
And of course, there can be no doubt who was dubbed Ernie. Rubber ducky and all, I am he.
After much discussion, I think we both got comfortable with these characterizations; mostly because we knew the universe was telling us what we already knew. We are soul mates - we get each other.
The delightful Robin Thomas honored me on my birthday a few days prior with a blog on her blog about me and my blog. Pause a moment to soak that in. She likes me, she really, really likes me. It was the best birthday present ever; although as usual, her Barbie collection kicks my Barbie collection's ass.
Thanks babe. Also, check it out - this is my first time to link. Ta-da!!