One year ago today, I started this here blog. Somehow, I’ve managed to write one hundred eighty-eight posts.
That means that just about every other day I sit here and write. And today, I gave The Pilver a birthday party. I wasn’t sure how to celebrate, so I recreated the birthday I did for The Max when he turned one. I gave it a cake. Little babies like to cram birthday cake into their faces with their hands, so I figured The Pilver would too.
I was wrong, however. It just sat there, watching the flame burn candle wax onto the cake. Now, there’s no need to waste delicious Target cake, so I bribed Max with some broccoli and then he was allowed a peice.
I am also struggling to think of some epic and retrospective way to show what I liked best about the past year of blogging. I can’t think of anything that would not be blatantly ripping off other blogs that I read. Instead, I’m gonna tell you what I am looking fowrard to in the next year, which may or may not be written about:
I love the Olympics, I have no idea why. I don’t actually watch competitive javelin throwing at any other time. I like summer over winter games, not sure why that is either.
Becoming a Senior
I may not get to graduating this year, but I will be a senior. This will allow me the privilege to shove the underclassmen into lockers, if only we had lockers.
My hair is going to grow
I stupidly and momentarily thought I wanted bangs. I was wrong. The are disturbingly similar to the bangs I had in Jr. High. (This is not me. This is just an example of how I could look, if I had the right curling iron)
My car turns fifteen this year
He will get his driving permit.
So here’s to one year of The Pilver…one year of actually sticking to a hobby 🙂