None of us in this house has gotten the vaccine. I know, I know, I KNOW. I’m crazy. I need to do it. But flu shots scare me — both for the fear of coming down with it anyway and more so for the terror of the still largely untried. I promise, I’ll make an appointment this afternoon. (I doubt they’ll let Sophie get it when she’s already sick.)

Anyhow. I got out the computer and as I signed on, I thought, I really should blog about this Swine Flu Shot Thing. And then I thought, nah, I’ll just get flack. Why admit it? Why blog at all, this morning? (I, too, have that cold and am feeling pretty foggy.)

I’ll just read some other blogs instead, I figured.

So I turned to a new favorite, a just-begun blog called A Little Bird Told Me. It’s written by Sativa Peterson. I was lucky enough to meet her in Mothers Who Write, and she’s doing some writing for New Times, so I get to see and work with her on a regular basis — and when you read her blog, you’ll see what a joy that is.

Check out her latest post. A funny coincidence, given my own would-be omission — not that my omission is comparable to the one Sativa’s writing about. But still. Interesting how the blogosphere — indeed, the world — can be filled with Too Much Information, yet somehow, not enough.

Sativa puts it much more eloquently.