Time was, I'd get up in the morning, check my Google reader, and lose myself in blogs for two hours (it's OK, I'm an early riser). There'd be anywhere from fifty to one hundred new posts.
This morning, I only had a dozen new posts to read.
I'll admit I've trimmed my list somewhat. Not that much, though.
Facebook and Twitter are the culprits, I suppose, taking all my quality reading away. I may actually have to start reading books again.
Thank goodness Antique Mommy still gives me some food for thought when she posts an entry; she may not give me quantity, but the quality is there. That lady has the ability to listen to her child, really listen, and learn from him. Then she finds the words to blog about it, and I get to learn from him too: I'm sure my family has seen me plenty of times with a straight mouth and curly eyes.