Thursday, March 24, 2011
I just happened to notice that today marks my 1,000th post! Who knew when I started this little blog in 2004 that it would hang on through my teaching career, two pregnancies, a move, and the always-refreshing world of parenting? We've tracked Gus through the years, gotten way too much information about my various, unlikely injuries, and had very deep, frank talks about all things poop.
Six and a half years ago, there were a bunch of us blogging about, but slowly many have dropped off. People have asked me why I keep doing it when everyone else has moved on to Facebook and Twitter. The main reason is that I have the worst memory known to mankind. While my mother can remember things from when she was two years old, I can't remember things from last month. I can go back and read through, say, March of 2006 on my blog and it reads like someone else's life! It's fantastic. I need to have the whole thing printed up so that I have it as a reference. I've used this blog to figure out dates injuries occurred for insurance purposes, settle arguments, track car purchases, look back to see when a certain trip took place....all very handy for a memory-impaired gal like myself!
My favorite part of the blog is that I have made friends. Now, Mr. Pigs laughs when I mention a certain friend and he'll say, "Now, who is that?" I'll casually tell him where they live and that, oh, I haven't really met them, per se, but I know them better than some friends who live next door. Back when blogs first got big, I met Jen, Carrie, girlfiend, Nicole, and MommyProf. There have been more picked up along the way, including people from my real life who jumped on board and have held their own.
Getting too rambly now. Blogging is cathartic. Writing is good for me and helps me practice. Having a record of my days is really important to me, especially now that I have two kids, one dog, and no brain. Someday, I want to look back and remember all the cute, embarrassing, and questionable things they have done and that baby book is just not going to happen.
So, help me celebrate the ONE THOUSAND POSTS I have written. Tell me who you are and how long you've read. Where you live and why you're here. Your social security number and date of birth. Just kidding. But I do want to know you're there.