Archives for November 2007

Fourscore and eleven years ago, when I sat down one fine November evening and decided I’d start me a blawg – a place where I would write some stuff about some things, and lo, maybe even post some pictures of some people – I had two objectives in mind: 1) to document our family’s life for Alex and 2) to maybe eventually tell my friends about it so that we could all stay in touch a little bit better.

As always, I was dreaming big.

It took me two months to mention the blog to anyone other than D, and when I finally worked up enough nerve to tell some friends, I very sheepishly sent emails to Elise, Tracey and Merritt. And sort of halfway prayed that they’d ignore the link.

Lesson for Alex: SHOOT FOR THE STARS, SON!

It’s your heritage!

But I really wasn’t kidding about that whole “read by tens of people” thing.

And yet, two years later, here I sit, waiting to go to the airport and pick up two of my sweetest friends who I’ve never seen in person. Friends that I met ON THE INTERNET, THROUGH THE BLOG, and OH, life is rich with irony, isn’t it?

The weekend is going to be jam-packed – much moreso than I originally realized – but I’m telling you: I cannot wait to see these girls and hug their necks and scare them with my driving and drink way too much coffee and/or diet Coke and talk into the wee hours.

And hopefully we’ll have a chance to shop just a little bit, though I fear that the shopping could be dangerous. Very dangerous indeed. I may end up being the proud new owner of the sparkly dress after all.

So on that note, I’m off to the airport. I’m gonna make sure the girls get a little Alabama barbecue before the day’s over, and then we’ll sing our hearts out with Casting Crowns, Leeland and John Waller tonight.

I am so excited.

And I’m sure the three of us will be oversharing all the details very soon indeed.

I have no post to go with this title.

But the title has been on my mind for weeks now. And it’s driving me a little cuckoo, the frequency with which this title interrupts my train of thought.

Not that I’ve been listening to the “High School Musical 2” soundtrack or anything.

Oh, heavens no.

Because I am so totally mature and grown and sophisticated and whatnot.

Ahem.

Also: I just looked over in Alex’s direction, and I noticed A LOT OF FLAMES on top of the coffee table where I was burning a lovely pumpkin-scented candle.

Apparently – at least judging by what I just witnessed here in my own home – plastic lizards are quite flammable. Especially when a four year-old HOLDS ONE OF THEM OVER A BURNING CANDLE.

It’s been one of those days, y’all.

Thank you and have a lovely afternoon.