Happy Friday, party people!
I woke up in an exceptionally good mood today because, well, it’s Friday AND because I’m reintroducing coffee back into my diet after almost a week hiatus. The flu may have had me down, but I’m up again, people, and I plan to reclaim my status as a fully functioning caffeine addict by week’s end.
<Insert battle cry here>
Oh, and did I mention that today marks a year since I gave birth to WhenCrazyMeetsExhaustion?! I don’t think I’ve ever maintained something for a solid 365 days, including my kids (thank the good Lord for Grandparents), and I am beyond grateful to all of you who have been a part of my journey. Thank you, thank you, THANK YOU for reading, commenting, following, supporting, tweeting, pinning, liking, talking about, and sharing my crazy. I started writing as a means of catharsis and then came to know other bloggers, and soon felt like I was part of this little community that serves no other purpose than to make its members smile. I’m hooked.
The fantastic Janene and Christine at More Than Mommies trusted me to co-host their More Than Mommies Mixer. I can’t tell you what it meant to participate in something that would actually force them to admit they know me. I feel all warm and fuzzy every time I think about it.
Anita and I are kindred spirits who enjoy the small things in life, mostly our kids and 4-letter curse words, and when we partnered with Anka to make Mondays a more positive experience à la Project Optimism, I felt the universe shift in our favor. Disclaimer: we do not take responsibility for global warming; our shift was more of the philosophical kind.
I’ve got a lot of great stuff up my sleeve (Scary Mommy guest spot anyone?! YES PLEASE!) in this second sensational year, and I hope that you’ll stay by my side through it all. Especially because I’ll soon be parting ways with WordPress and I’m afraid I may lose those of you who follow by way of the dreaded Reader. Side note: I loathe the READER. I really, really do.
Anyway, I’ll let ya know when to expect The Change, and then I’ll shamelessly beg you to come with me. Until then, thank you dear readers, for making my days happier. Now if you’ll excuse me, my daughter is trying to brush the dog’s teeth with her toothbrush. Again.