So today marks a full year since I’ve begun blogging.  OK OK, actually four days ago was the anniversary… which I missed.  Just like I missed my 100th post and then my 200th post and any number of notable marks of commentary multitude.  (Yeah, I don’t know if that made sense either, but look at the pretty alliteration.)  I’m not real good at paying attention to stuff like that.  I tell myself (cough) it’s because I’m doing “more important” stuff.  But really I’m just a bit vague on time.

It really doesn’t feel like a year.  (Well, I don’t think anyone was reading the first six months, so do those count?)  It’s strange to think that this coming Halloween I could actually take Chance out trick or treating.  He’ll be able to walk along and hold the bag. He won’t be able to only cry and squirm in protest as we cram him into a costume. Hell, he might even say a few words by then!  As in, “Knock it off Mom!  I’m not your monkey boy!”  Whereas last Halloween he seemed like a newborn and I was still struggling with being a “new” mom.  Soon he’ll be in grade school, bringing home worms as pets, and begging for bottle rockets (which I’ll have to make sure KEEN doesn’t give him). Shit.  Is it just me or is time suddenly careening out of control?

One thing I have noticed about this whole blogging enterprise, it not only provides me with a creative outlet it really is a measure by which I can see time move, the chronicle of changes in the last year.  I tend to remember things by way of, “Oh yeah, when I wrote that post Chance was doing this,” or “We took that trip when such and such controversy was going around the blogosphere”.  And so my sense of time may have become a little less vague because of its entwinement with blogging.

Wow.  I’m not sure if that’s useful or just really really sad. 

In any case, happy anniversary blog!  Let’s see how long I can keep this going.

                 – the weirdgirl

P.S. On another note, I’m pretty sure my cat has been trying to take over my blog.  Oh sure, it seems like she’s just sitting on my keyboard.   But if it’s truly innocent why is it every time I catch her there is an “Invalid Login Attempt” message on the Typepad login page?  Seriously, I think she’s trying to crack my password.

What would a cat write about?