BUSY, BUSY, BUSY!
No time to write or to take and edit photos.
Enjoy this trip down memory lane (be sure to click on the links to the other wonderful posts!).
Just a quick note to thank all of you for joining me throughout the year. And it was a good year, wasn’t it?
After starting off with something like 5 followers at the beginning of the year, I now have twice that! Woo-hoo! It’s just a matter of time before publishers start noticing my work.
Unfortunately, I waited all year to be Freshly Pressed, and it didn’t happen. Guess my posts weren’t boring enough to make their line-up. And now that Freshly Pressed has been discontinued, my hopes are dashed.
(I’ve checked out the new Discover category, and it would appear it has the same WordPress editors as Freshly Pressed, so I’m not expecting recognition from that corner any time soon, either.)
On a more personal note, there were a few successes this year.
Once again, I met with G.O.D., and this time hubby joined me. Nothing like a meeting G.O.D. and his son to make a couple truly appreciate each other. As a plus, G.O.D. (the Grumpy Old Dude of Archon’s Den) also got to meet Teddy Rosalie, ShadowPaws and Puppy Cody. Puppy Cody was not impressed.
I also managed a luncheon with blogger/photographer Amy Rose – a very successful meet-and-greet, I might add. Teddy bears, boogers, slow wait service – but excellent company. We’re already planning to do it again.
Our missing blogging friend, Paul Curran, was found alive and well, thanks to bloggers Mark Bialczak and Linda Hill. Paul claims his internet has been down and the landlord is slow to fix it, but can we really believe anything another blogger says?* Maybe those guest visits all over the world were simply too much for the time being. I’m sure once Paul’s typing fingers limber up again, he’ll be back to posting and commenting. Something for all of us to look forward to in the coming year.
*Even I exaggerate for effect sometimes – I had a few more than 5 followers at the beginning of the year.
Now that we have Puppy Cody on a special prescription diet ($$$$), she’s no longer having all those little accidents in the house. Maybe it was her dietary issues that made her eat my cell phone? I’ll never know for sure.
To all those who suffered with me through the household renovations – thank you! We now have a beautiful “new” home – and finally, even the kitchen roof has been repaired. I have absolutely no money left after paying all those contractors, and buying new furniture to replace the yard-sale crap we had before – but it was totally worth it. Now I just need to cough up some friends to show it off to (not as easy as one might think).
Assuming, of course, I can continue to keep the neighbors under control. It would be quite embarrassing to have company at my house while the police are visiting the neighbors’ house – again.
But back to the blogosphere (and I apologize for the wandering nature of this letter, but I simply want to share EVERYTHING with you all).
When I began my blog, I promised myself I would not give advice to other bloggers. After all, I’m not all that great myself. But I broke this promise several times during the year. Most of my “educational” comments were politely ignored (“Thanks for your comment”), but I understand that Ned is currently out searching for those special beans to go with the coffee grinder he’s giving his kids for Christmas. Go for it, Ned – and enjoy the money you’ll save towards your own retirement.
In closing, I’d like to wish each and every one of you a happy, healthy, and profitable holiday season – but as I mentioned earlier in the year, I must refrain from those politically charged holiday greetings.
So – a very special HELLO, HOW ARE YOU? to each and every one of you special people. And a hearty THANKS FOR READING AND COMMENTING to those who come back more than once!
PS: Not CM also wishes to extend her greetings, but can’t think of a politically correct way of doing so being as she’s not a politically correct kind of person. May all my readers be spared her blarney during this special season. I’m sure she’ll have something to say later.
Images by Cordelia’s Mom