The equally lovely Sugar Baby
Here’s my blog's year in review:
January – Before blog. Doesn’t count.
February – See January
March – Kelli has gastric bypass surgery. The Panic Blog begins. No one reads it. My grandmother goes into the hospital for the first time.
May – I tell a lot of stories. Apparently nothing really noteworthy happened. I must have joined Blog Explosion at this point because my traffic increases substantially.
June – I start telling stories from and about my lovely wife (with her approval because I respect her and…well… I'm frightened of her wrath). Tales of "The JerkyShooter" et al. continues to keep hits coming.
July – Almost every post has pictures in it. I start winning a couple Battles of the Blogs on Blog Explosion. Readership continues to increase. I stop writing nearly anything about politics and news and focus on telling stories about my past and present. People seem to like the stories. No one complains about the lack of my personal opinions about current affairs. I wrote "Daddy's Sacred Underwear" which I consider my best post of the year.
August – Sherry Dion does a web search on her name and finds "Daddy's Sacred Underwear." A lesson about using real names is learned. Grandma goes back into the hospital briefly. She starts to get her own fan mail. I invent the "Coq Ring." I do not make any money off of this invention.
September – Hurricane Katrina. A depressing time. I visit Homer,
October – I write "Laws of Gravity and Motion" and my youngest brother has still not forgiven me for posting his picture on the internet. I don't understand but then again I do understand. You'll have to take my word for the fact that he's still very pretty. Permanent Fund Dividend checks arrive. Bailey goes into the hospital and the Permanent Fund Dividend checks depart.
November – I expose the Red Hat Society for the wanton hussies they are. I also expose Gigglewood as the home of the wooden phallus.
December – The blog finally starts taking the shape I want it to continue. Stories, stories, stories, including the number one story of the year, written by Kelli about going to a Christmas party and feeling comfortable in her skin for the first time in years. Tears are jerked. Bailey has a rough month with regard to her health. She spends the last week of the month in the animal hospital.
To everyone on my blogroll, special thanks for coming onto my spot on the 'net and hanging out for a while. I have learned much more from you than you have from me and hopefully the relationship can continue.
To everyone reading this now I wish you a happy and peaceful 2006.