After being out of our ordinary routine for so long, the routine is hardly routine any longer. Getting used to bedtimes the way they were before heading out to the lake will take a little while again. In fact, my brain is more than a little fried tonight. It’s one of those days where there is SOOO much I could be sharing (especially after a week of silence) that it’s hard to get myself centered enough to write much of anything. So how about this? How about a thank you!
I was looking at my blog stats earlier today. Cringing and preparing myself for the worst. After all, a week with no new posts to help drive traffic? I didn’t expect much. And while yes, my daily traffic did take a bit of a nose dive, my month still ended up pretty good. Which made me think back on all the years I’ve been blogging now… and how crazy it is that so many of you stop in to check on what our family is doing, what I’m ranting about, or to find a new diy idea. It really is a little staggering, and I appreciate each and every one of you. I truly do.
By the end of August 2010, I had just finished up my 8th month of blogging. And my traffic for the month stood at 263 hits. My blog was a personal challenge, so I was thrilled that there were so many people who came by to check on my photo of the day.
In 2011 I changed the focus from a photo a day to a post a day… which opened things up a great deal for me. I still shared a great deal of images, but I also began sharing my thoughts and feelings too. August of 2o11 this blog saw 978 hits.
Now it’s 2012, and I’m in my third year of blogging. I write on a number of topics (some of which are fairly “hot button”), and I’ve switched to six posts a week, taking Fridays off. I share photo shoot previews, and personal snapshots too. But in all things, you can count on me to be open and honest. I don’t think there are really any topics I won’t discuss. If it’s important to me, I’ll share… and yes, sometimes that includes things that are seriously TMI. And this year? In August we had a total of 1910 hits (in spite of a serious drop in traffic the last week).
Are those numbers staggering? Maybe not to some. But to this crunchy momma who started this journey as a photo a day challenge to herself, not expecting anyone to really follow along? Yeah, those numbers are pretty darn amazing.
Thank you! Thank you for your “follows”, your “likes”, your “comments”, your “shares”, your “tweets”, your “pins”, and mostly? Thank you for coming along with me. Life is many things, but it’s rarely easy… and it’s nice to know that there are others along for the ride.
Here’s to another year, and many more wonderful Augusts!
Tonight is one of those nights where if I were someone who actually planned out their blog posts I might have something to write about. LOL But I’m not. The fact of the matter is that my muse is pulling me in a few different directions and I’m feeling somewhat scattered because of it.
I want to write about the fabulous Father’s Day crafts the girl and I have been working on… but if either my Dad or hers actually read the post it would ruin the surprise. I want to write about a MW friend of mine who’s ghost hunting stories got me thinking about all the things out there we don’t really know about. I want to write more about Skippyjon Jones, and my surprise at how few people I know have heard about this fabulous series of books. I want to write about the fact that kid-kid is going to be “graduating” from pre-k this month, and what choices we’ve made about our next step. So… yeah… kinda being pulled in a few too many directions just now. 😉
Do you ever have one of those days? When you’ve spent time working on so many different projects, and thinking about so many different things, that you’re just left feeling kinda scattered at the end of it? The girl and I do so many fabulous things (today we actually drew our own chalk zoo on the sidewalk in front of our house – complete with lion, 2 crocodiles who’s heads we created by tracing our butts and legs, a baby elephant who’s nose is too big for her face, a hippopotamus, a bear wearing blue jeans and loafers, and a bunch of people who came to see them all), and I always have so much on the go that the problem is rarely coming up with something to write about – rather it’s narrowing down to ONE thing to share.
I really do love everything I’m involved in, and the fact of the matter is, I’ve actually cut back a great deal. I’m no longer the President of the Green Party of Saskatchewan, nor am I associated with Camp fYrefly, and I haven’t been dedicating the time to scrapbooking that I used to. I’m also done with dog shows (at least for the next month or so – I doubt I’ll ever actually be done with them, I love them too much). Yet my plate is still happily full. And of everything I do? I love the things I do with, or for my daughter the best… and that includes a LOT of things. 😉
Whenever Lily-Ann and I get talking, I can’t help but emphasize to her how lucky we are… in so very many ways. But one of the simplest is that our lives are full of love. We both have so many people who love us and care about us. And that is a very big deal.
Yep. It’s a good life.
It has now happened twice this week (so I guess it’s not so “random” an act of kindness). Someone has left little “gifts” for us either in our mailbox, or next to our front step. It’s never anything big… just dollar store finds. Things like a toy dinosaur, hair elastics, dog bowls or dog toys. But all unexpected and generous. The mystery lies in the fact that this individual has done so both times without leaving a note or any clue to their identity.
The first time it happened, we thought we must have missed a visit from a family member. That perhaps they’d stopped by unexpectedly to see the girlie, and when we weren’t home they decided to just leave the things they’d brought in the mailbox. But when no-one stepped up to say “it was me”… well… now we’re not so sure.
Whomever has left these sweet little treasures can be sure they’ve been received with gratitude. Truly a sweet surprise both times. All the items will be used (many have already) and we will think of your generosity every time we see them. Thank you!
After spending two weeks at my parents place while they were away on their first real couples vacation I spent last night in my own bed. And while the girlie tossed and turned, and rolled all over the place (from the foot of the bed, to my legs, to across my stomach, to the pillows, and back again) it was still absolutely glorious. It was so fabulous to have my husband and my dogs next to me.
One thing to admit? Our bed felt awfully small.
After having two weeks of a queen size bed with just the girlie and myself, suddenly having to share the same size with more made it seem a little snug. I wouldn’t trade it though. And it made me so grateful for our family bed. Having my entire family snuggled tight together again just felt sooo right. I missed it desperately.
So while I’m awfully tired, I’m also awfully happy.
…being tired means I’m not uploading a photo, nor am I sourcing one online too share tonight. LOL So you’ll all have to make do without one.