May 30th marks three years since I started this blog, and the time really has flown by. Counting today's entry, I will have written 242 posts, which averages out to about 80 posts per year, or somewhere in the neighborhood of 6.72 posts per month, way more than I ever would have thought possible when I started. Definitely not in the same league as this blogger, or her, or him, or even close to my favorite blogger, Bossy, but in the course of those three years and 242 posts, I've discovered that I truly enjoy writing, even though I find it to be an infinitely more painful process than drawing or painting or making teeny tiny little fairy shoes.
I'd never even read a blog until early 2007, when my nephew took a trip to Costa Rica and started a journal to document his adventures south of the border. (It's all your fault, Seamus!)
It was while reading Seamus' blog that I noticed the little "next blog>>" button at the top of his blog and clicked on it...which randomly brought me to her blog, and suddenly a whole new world opened up for me.
The other day, a friend of a friend, who I see maybe twice a year, told me she really enjoyed reading my blog, and I couldn't help but feel astonished. I mean, I know that there are people who read it...I have a site meter that tracks the numbers, but I'm always shocked when someone I know tells me they read it.
I can't guarantee how many more words I have left in me (I've been struggling lately) but I want to thank these bloggers who inspire, entertain, and make me wipe the coffee off my keyboard daily:
And thanks to anyone who takes the time to read this blog every once in awhile...leave me a comment occasionally, would ya?
I don't bite. Usually.