On October 23, 2008, I started this little blog. My husband was violently ill with rotavirus. My daughter had just recovered from that and I was ducking my head, fearing that the Presidential war phone would ring at any moment. (Let's face it, no one likes to vomit.)
We've celebrated things. Anniversaries, birthdays, milestones, recovery from whatever plague, rash or hive had settled upon us.
We've reflected upon things.
We've shared stuff that required many Kleenex.
We've laughed. We've talked about giving brooms hair cuts, caffeination and crazy Virgo organizing (yes, my sock drawer still looks all neat and tidy. Just skip looking at my computer desk when you come in the bedroom.) I've shoveled you a path to my door, shown you around the Christmas decor and very artfully cropped undone sections of my house out of the photos. You've also come to see the display I do at work and enjoyed the Ladies Christmas Tea.
We've talked about parenting stuff, you've given me your quarter's worth and y'all have fixed many yucky parental moments. I owe you lots of nickels for the psychiatric consultations. (Think of Lucy and Peanuts.)
We've discussed cleaners, being environmental and money saving stuff. I've just finished cleaning the floors and right now, my house smells of vinegar.
We've become friends. I'm very thankful. Thanks for reading!
Smiles in my day:
- Being here and doing this for two whole years.