Do I even need to tell you I'm kidding? I don't think that the description "cutting edge" has ever been used in reference to someone like myself. Someone who falls asleep at 11:30 on New Year's Eve, wakes up enough to see the ball drop through slitted eyes, and then drops off again, pausing only long enough to turn off the TV with the clicker.
I've been thinking about 2007, but I am so foggy lately that I found myself mixing up events and years like someone with early onset dementia. I kept fondly thinking of 2007 as the year that brought us Sally. Except that Sally was born in 2006. My bad.
I'm sure you'll excuse me if I opt out of waxing nostalgic this year. I find it almost impossible to do right now, since all of my energy has been focused forward, on 2008, for such a long time. Bun is coming this year - in a few more weeks - and it is hard to look back when you have this much mass hurtling you toward the finish line. A gestational juggernaut, if you will.
So this year, the 2007 HomeFront Retrospective is presented in a truncated, meme-style version that I first saw over at Musings of a Housewife. It sounded like easy fun (the best kind, if you ask me), so I
Let's see what we the old blog coughs up, shall we?
January 2007: Ah, here we are in 2007, and it crept into Chez Langan and caught us all unawares. Because we were asleep, folks. Not a creature was stirring. It was a New Year's "Rockin" Eve, indeed.
February: Today is my father's birthday, and although he rarely reads this blog, I'm giving him a shout out anyway.
March: It's funny to me that even when I am anticipating the arrival of something, it still finds a way to sneak up on me
May: When we were moving up to Pennsylvania from North Carolina, Rob and I had about two days to buy a house.
June: I think maybe Older Girl has surpassed me in Math knowledge.
August: The end of this week has been as close to perfect as it comes, my friends.
November: I am slowly coming to terms with the fact that I did not win anything in the Fall, Y'All giveaway this year.
December: Oh wait . . . yeah, she is heavy.
There you have it: 2007 in blog review format. With some pictures to boot. Aren't you all so lucky?
While spending too much time skulking around my archives, I noticed that I call you all "my friends" very often. I hope you don't mind, because I do think of you as my friends, which is something I didn't really think was possible through such an impersonal medium as a computer.
But you are out there, and you are lovely people, and I wish you only the best things in life for 2008.
Happy New Year, my friends!