one year bloggaversary

Thank you all for dropping into my one year bloggaversary.

And what a year it has been.

Many changes.

For example - I know most of you are privy to the fact that I needed to lose a few kilo's.

Well here is an update.

From this....
to this....


How much younger do I look?

Confession number 1 - I do tend to exaggerate a little. The truth is I have dyed my hair a little (just to cover the odd white stray you understand!)

So, I was flicking through my past posts - as you do when you are having an anniversary. Anyhow, I was having a little scroll down memory lane and something jumped out at me.

I had to laugh.

You see as it turns out I did some of my best posts when not one single person came to visit (or if they did they tiptoed out without leaving a comment) can you believe that? What a waste! I mean to say - and I do not intend to blow my horn too excessively - but - sometimes I am right on the money with my wit and ramblings. Sadly though at other times I rather regret posting at all - hmmm!

These were the times when the visitors arrived (of course).

You know how it goes .......... right?

Usually your house is in a 'reasonable' state - things are more often than not ready to receive guests.

Post after post you sit in your spic and span home with only the air freshener appreciating your cleanliness

and then

quite predictably

the day you don't make your bed, or you leave some dishes on the sink, or

heaven forbid you leave the cat litter in the laundry and it's smelling the place out

you get visitors!

So, there you are having a 'slump' when some intelligent or classy or well groomed or articulate or interesting or witty or spiritual or grammatically correct (you can tell why that would freak me out a little) or worse still, someone with several of these attributes comes a visiting and .....

What can you do?

You can only apologise or you can try making some lame excuse about being tired, or unwell, or momentarily mad or (if you are quick enough) suggest you are part of an experiment on the effects 'slumming it' has on the usually witty, articulate and profound self.

I guess what I am trying to say here is that I was ready to have a great big celebration today and then

the day took a turn towards the cat litter.

I really don't think it is appropriate to celebrate one whole year of blogging with a cat litter moment - do you?

I was tempted to try for another rain check.

Clean up the house a little ..........

SIGH!!!!!!

Oh what the heck.

Confession number 2 - I tend to ramble and rave about random stuff (often).

Come on - let's dance....

No excuses..... none!

Grab the meds if needed -

dance sitting down if you have to

but

please excuse the mess and

let's dance ladies - (Linds, that's you wearing the green hat - futuristic!!!!)


Confession number 3 - that was not really me in the photo earlier (the one on the beach that is).

Phew! I'm all done - completely and utterly spent. Let's put the kettle on have a coffee and perhaps a bit of chocolate cake that Crystal so kindly offered to bring.

One year blogging!!!

What a year!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Love ya ladies - you are my saving grace.