My Bloggy Speed Dial

Last night I made chili for dinner.  Halfway into things I realized I only had half the chili powder the recipe called for.  If it were onion or garlic I would just skip it, but chili powder seemed like an important ingredient since it has the name of the dish in the title.  I panicked. 

I was wishing I had a direct line to Nikki Woo- the Home Guru, one of my favorite bloggers and Queen of cuisine.  She would know what to do.  Can I substitute onion soup mix? Taco seasoning?  Another powder?  Baking powder? (Don't worry Nikki, I nixed that idea in a hurry).

I have amazing friends with talents and gifts a-plenty (who are probably reading this thinking, "you could've called me and I could walk to your house with a bucket full of chili powder you doorknob!"), but still.  I find myself thinking of my favorite blog authors and wishing for their input more and more often.

For instance, when I screw up my knitting and cussing, throw it across the room, it would be so much more zen of me to call Margi, The Maverick Crafter so she could clue me into the obscure world of felting. (Incidentally, I do know Margi in "real life" and adore her.  She was the network administrator at my pre-kids job, so I feel like she's paid her dues in the "Incompetent Jules" department).

Or, just before I'm about to waste $1.99 on a used book from Amazon?  What if I could just shoot a quick text to Diane at Bibliophile By the Sea to see if she's checked it out and is it worth the two Washingtons?

When I'm feeling sorry for myself or wanting to punch something, Leanne at From Chaos Comes Happiness would be on my speed dial.  I don't doubt for a second she could talk me down from sticking bologna on the jerkwad's car who parked three inches from me at Meijer. (Is that just an urban legend by the way?  Does bologna really take paint off?  Ya know what?  It's probably better I don't know).

When I have burning dairy farm questions (Is cow tipping for real?  Should I lather my cracked hands in udder cream from Wal-Mart?  How far past the expiration date can I drink my milk?)  Well... luckily Carla at Truth or Dairy IS on my real life speed dial!  I wish more bloggers were!

Important: Bloggers I noted, please do not be freaked out.  I, in no way, expect you to send me your phone number.  I'm just sayin' your blogs are a wealth of information for me and I will DIE should you ever quit them.  No pressure.  Mucho bloggy love.

Love this commercial.  This cat is wishing her real life friends would come claw this chick's eyes out. (I know what you're thinking, but it's different when it's my dog!)