It was the year 2000, the one we though would bring loads of changes. Oh BOY were we turned on our ear. I remember when I was around 16, and I tried to think ahead to the year 2000. Everything was a big black void. Plus I thought I’d be really old.
I wrote all year, but for some reason (I’m lazy) I don’t have all the entries here in this blog. Yet. I was gonna do it, I swear. Do you know how verbose I was back them? I mean, January has 14 long entries! Besdies, they were all hand-coded, so that’s a lot of copying and pasting I need to do. I did fix the archives index for better browsing though.
The girls got scarlet fever, I talk about sex, miss a trip to my grandparents but think up a movie instead, write a couple maudlin entries (resisiting the urge to rewrite) and talk about various accidents the kids had and about being sick.
I was sick a lot the first half of the year. Hmm….
I also have “the talk” with the girls about girl-stuff. I even got a new game, Roller Coaster Tycoon. That was funny.
And then I turned thirty. My whole family, both sides, got together in a public place for dinner. It was almost what you would imagine, but nobody yelled at anyone else. That was the bestest part.
There were some interesting but run-of-the-mill entries through there. People drove me crazy. I was re-thinking a lot of things, trying to figure out what to do with my life and then guess what? HA! This is the best part, it’s so funny… I was pregnant! I chuckle even now. Oh Lord, what a sense of humour You have.
We spent June (and the whole rest of the missing entries) utterly convinced I was pregnant with a boy. I also had a run-in with my blender. My belly got bigger while the rest of me got smaller. I looked great but felt like crap, and I was so exhausted I could hardly move. People thought we were insane and told us so.
You have to read the rules of our household. It’s a classic. The explaination behind some of the rules is almost as funny as the rule itself.
December was a good month. You should read the whole thing, starting here. You might wanna skip the birth story, though, that’d be okay.
Ah yes, I remember those (and visual-spatial, your design was shades of green)
Are the big-girls still squeamish about girl talk?
Happy blogiversary.
Thanks. yes, they are even more squeamish. I also forgot to mention that September Addison was back homeschooling for good.
Hey, what about me. You talked about a whole year of your life and you didn’t mention me
We’re just about the same age! I turned 30 in 1998, then had my second daughter in 2000. Of course, my oldest was just 15 months at the time, we were late bloomers!
You were behind the scenes, being the glue that held everything together.