Clear back in the way beyond when I first envisioned my Sharing the Blogger Love series, I thought it would be so wonderful to highlight some of my favorite blogs that I feel are underread. And then I extended it a bit to tributes of people that I know are read but maybe not read by everyone who reads me.
But now I'm stuck. Because it seems that the people I want most to talk about right now are the people that everyone is already reading... so what's the point of directing people their way? But then I recieved some inspiration in the form of Calliope -- tributes! People who get tributes are already known as wonderful by many people. Giving them a tribute is like putting a luscious cherry on the top of their marvelousness sundaes. And, if they're having a bad day (or week) to start with, then all the better to send them some love.
So, here we go. More blog hugs to my peeps. (If I don't hug you in this post, and I haven't gotten around to hugging you yet, that doesn't mean that you're not my peep...)
And I want to start with Calliope. Calliope is one of the kindest, most thoughtful, most genuine people I have ever had the pleasure of cyber-meeting. I don't think the woman has a vicious or petty bone in her body. I think I might be in love with her and she thinks I'm hot, so even though she's straight, I just might have a chance there! (not that I'd take it, being completely and totally in love with Kristin, donchaknow) Anyone who doesn't think Calliope is the cats pajamas has something seriously wrong in the gray matter. Calliope's been having some rough times, so if you haven't already, please go over and give her hugs. She deserves every good thing in this world and some of those things have been slow to show up.
Well, shoot. I'm out of the habit of praising other people. I think my blogging juices have all been squeezed out. I'm a husk. Only a husk I tell you. Dry me out and make of me a doll. But go read Calliope, first. I'll work on getting up the juice to praise more people soon.