My SECOND Blogiversary approaches?!

I was just reading Fiber Therapy, my friend Vicki's blog, and she posted about her blogiversary. I went to check and see when my blogiversary was, and I was SHOCKED to find that I've been blogging for two years now!!!! What?! Where did those last two years go?! {gasp}

I decided to find out by stealing the "Year in Review" post that Vicki stole from gimmesanity.

Instructions — Copy the first sentence that you posted in each month of 2006.

January -- Wow ... it's been a month and a half since I updated my blog.
February -- With our various wanderings so far this week, I've managed to finish my first sock.
March -- Well, my goat was gotten this morning when my attention was turned to a column discussing a recent piece that CNN did on "unschooling."
April So, today I go to the doctor for my annual check-up.
May -- I got my shipment of coffee while I was away on vacation this past week (more on that later).
June -- MIA
July -- OK ... don't call me Dot.
August -- The weather ... it's sick ... it has a fever.
September -- MIA
October -- Three weeks ago my family and I returned from visiting my parents & sister's family in Colorado.
November -- MIA
December -- Well, I've neglected to post a number of FO's over the past few months.

Hmmm ... those first sentences leave so much out, don't they? {shakes head, closes laptop, heads off to tackle the chores of the day}

Anybody Home?

Well, it would appear that my recent ramblings have brought the light-hearted banter on my blog to a screeching halt. I seem to be really good at dropping conversation stoppers lately.

We were at a Super Bowl party a while back, and someone came up and asked how our son was doing. I answered honestly by saying he was doing well, but that we really had to watch his blood counts and there is about a week or two through the month that we really can't go out and do much. I mentioned that he'd finished his 28 radiation treatments, and our daily 2-hour round trips were over. He fared well, and we really enjoyed getting to know the other patients in the radiation oncology clinic.

I talked about our friends at the hospital, and how they have become our second family.

And then I realized that, really, no one else has any way of relating to what I was talking about. So, I made a joke about how I was really good at bringing conversations to a halt, and what was everyone doing for Valentine's Day?

{insert nervous laughter}

People just don't know what to say, and that's OK. Before I went through all of this, I always wanted to have the perfect words to offer someone in this type of a situation. I never did, and that's OK, too. Just listen, hug, love, and be a friend.

How to Shoot Yourself in the Foot 101

Did you hear about this? Idiots.

I guess they got the publicity they were looking for, but I have a feeling it was for all the wrong reasons. Of course, the people who enjoy watching late-night cartoons of this genre are probably taking their hats off to these guys even as I type. Stoopid late-night cartoon watchers.

Is it really too much to ask for people to raise their standards? I find it highly disturbing to see that there is a segment of our society that finds this sort of thing amusing.

I also find it *really* irritating when I'm driving down the road with my kids, and we pull up behind a car with foul language on a bumper sticker. Both of my kids learned how to read early. It really stinks to hear your 4-year-old ask, "Mommy, what does f*** mean?" Oh yes, and then there are the charming decals of Calvin peeing on something the driver of the vehicle doesn't like.

I must be getting old.

OK ... I'm off to dye my hair blue.