Today, dear friends n’ family n’ people societally obligated to [tell me that they] read this blog…
Today is Lollygag Blog’s 5th birthday.
Yes. It’s been five years of zero through-lines, cautionary diaper tales, encouragement towards apartment-rentin’, and the occasional mention of The Hamburglar. This site started out as a place to free-associate and enjoy some For No Particular Reason writing. (Which sadly, is time zones different from the kind of discipline needed for successful and lucrative playwriting and novel-creating. I’ve heard.) For your perusal/hilarity/first-ever-time seeing the weirdness that goes down in my brain all the time, here’s a brief recap:
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| This is what I was doing roughly two weeks before I started Lollygag Blog. Sigh. |
June of 2008: I was an apartment-renting, nannying newlywed. And I was forever coming across these incredible picture frames with the oddest inscription and enclosed photograph combinations. This was my second-ever post.
June of 2009: Pregnant and about to embark on homeownership (of the fixer-uppiest home ever to be owned), I decided to instead focus on my impending 29th birthday. (I want to call up almost-29-Keely and ask how rested she feels. And I’m really gonna listen to what she has to say. And then I’m gonna hang up in anger and disgust.)
June of 2010: Having successfully lived in a home which threatened daily to fall down around me for almost a year and boasting a totally functional infant child, I was able to turn my interests towards things of REAL importance. Like a mallard puzzle which haunted my dreams. (And goodness me, but why didn’t someone suggest that 80,000 words was slightly too lengthy for a “normal reader?’
June of 2011: Since we’re clearly such experts, we decided to have another kid. But this time we weren’t gonna panic- oh no- because we were no longer First Time Parents. (Sorry, Susannah.) I also became obsessed with playing games on the Nintendo DS. I don’t “hobby” halfway.
June of 2012: Two daughters, a house semi-standing, and the lifelong dream of finally getting to go to jury duty! (Spoiler: all those years of watching Law & Order maaay have been wasted.)
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| And this is what my weekends look like now. Photo courtesy of Clark Street Photos. Dilapidated fence courtesy of our Scooby Doo property. |
Which brings me to the now. And I love “the now” of this blog. Between the awesome blogtacular pals I’ve made (have you met Alison? Julie? Greta? To name a very smallish, wonderful few), and working with some utterly fantastic clients, to search terms that have brought readers to my blog such as “smell in attic” and “what to do about the burning,” I’m feeling pretty lucky and stoked. Stokely.
Not to mention the simply marvy readers and commenters and lurkers who make me feel slightly less crazy- or slightly more acceptably whimsical. Thank you. I love you. You look really great in that shirt.
Here’s to another five, yeah?
I promise to have snacks next time.
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