I Yam What I Yam! (Subtitle: Happy One Year and One Week Anniversary to Me!)

I missed my one year blogging anniversary, which was a week ago today. Of course, Hallmark hasn’t yet started selling “Happy Blogging Anniversary” cards quite yet – so I guess it’s no big deal. But personally, I think it’s kind of cool that I’ve managed to keep this thing going for over a year now.

Who knew I had that much to say?! And, yeah, okay, so it’s not earth-shattering information I’m imparting here, but hopefully I’ve been able to get you to smile a time or two.

I was talking to someone last night about my blogs and said that they pretty much fall into two categories: 1) caffeine deprivation and 2) Calamity Jane strikes again.

Sheesh! I seem to be a veritable walking accident waiting to happen. Before all these blogs, I had no idea that I was this clumsy or forgetful. Maybe I’m just not ingesting enough caffeine?

Nothing like ratting yourself out to the blogging world that you can’t walk and chew gum at the same time.

Oh well. As Popeye says, “I yam what I yam!”

Except…I’m not really like Popeye at all. Vince would totally agree with that statement because he has a hard time getting me to eat my ‘greens.’ Spinach? Yuck. Well, except I could probably go for a good spinach salad with some chopped walnuts and a little bleu cheese, and tossed with a light vinaigrette, perhaps.

Plus, Popeye has a weird eye, freakishly big forearms, smokes a corncob pipe and sports a tattoo. Other than the weird eye, I do not resemble Popeye in the slightest.

If I had to compare myself to a cartoon character I’d be more like…um…uh…

Hmmm…I can’t think of a single cartoon character that I even remotely resemble. I don’t have any supernatural powers to speak of and I’m unable to leap tall buildings in a single bound. Nor do I live in a pineapple under the sea. My eyes are nowhere as scary and big as the Powerpuff Girls and, besides, I’m no longer in kindergarten. So that’s out.

Oh well. I never wanted to compare myself to a cartoon character, anyway.

I think, instead, I’ll just keep on being plain ol’ unique me with my weird thoughts that I write down and turn into blogs. So…when I next run into a wall – or trip over yet another carton in the garage – or spill my coffee for the gazillionth time, I’ll be sure to tell you about it. Hope you’ll keep on reading!

And…thanks. Just knowing someone out there is reading my blogs is enough. No “Happy Blogging Anniversary” cards necessary.