This Blog is 6 Years Old This Month
OK, so I've done a wee bit of blog re-design. It's not completely finished. You will see below that I am beginning the process of moving from Haloscan commenting over to Blogger comments, so that in the future I don't lose any of that data. Please commence all commenting on the blogger linky. The haloscan link is still there for the moment, but will be gone once I complete the copying of the old comments in my archives.
My archives, whaaaat? That's right, for the first time in...well, really, I'm not sure how long, they actually work! There is a drop-down menu below with all previous months. A positively angelic human on the Blogger Help boards actually helped fix it. Seems Blogger went and made a lot of changes that I simply ignored for a couple of years and then found myself saying..."uhhh, where's my stuff?"
My posts henceforth are now going to be preceeded with a title, and if you click on the title you will be taken to the permalink for that post. If you have no idea what I'm referring to, then welcome to the 90s. Links will now appear in bold and will not be underlined, so look for the bold. Eventually, my whole site will be re-designed, but as I have much more important pursuits on the table right now, this mini-fix will have to suffice for a while.
Going back over the archives to update the comments has proved to be quite emotional. I had already taken the comments from my Mom and archived them into Haloscan from my previous commenting software, and revisiting them has made me extremely raw. I want to talk to her so badly. I want to have those interactions again. It's the little things like this that make me well up after all this time. It's not just her, though, it's moving through time, from the raw confusion that lasted the whole year after the events of September 11th, to the day Bush started bombing Iraq, to the moment of posting "my Mom has cancer," it's a rollercoaster. Always knowing what's coming next. Reading my optimism about her prognosis, reading between the lines of what I wasn't saying, reading up to April of 2004 and just having to stop.
But the best part, friends, seriously the BEST PART, is re-reading your comments. DOLGARNIT, I love you guys so very much. You are funny. Very funny. And so loving. So giving. So supportive. So kind. So snarky. You have been there with me, in all your myriad ways, through so much. Please, please, please, don't ever stop commenting. I want to have this for all of time. These little snippets of you, these moments of connection. Some people have wandered in and out of my life since this thing started, but I will always have those little notes to remind me of our shared time.
That's what this blog is for. I'm not here to blab at myself. I've been blabbing at you. Yes, YOU. So blab back. Let's keep making this a conversation.
Happy Birthday, blog. I'm glad you have been sharing and I'm glad I started reading again.
That's really wonderful that you re-read your comments and were able to rexperience all of them. I've never done that. I think blogging in an amazing medium and I look forward to your seventh year and beyond!
If you have no idea what I'm referring to, then welcome to the 90s.
srsly lmao at this. when i was in college, my friend and I were standing in a prof's office and we noticed that they had rotary phones. When we commented on this, the prof said, " I know! get into the 90's!" and my friend said, "Get into the 90's?!?! Get into the 80's!!" and so still, this remains one of my favorite things to laugh at and here you are making my favorite joke. :::internet hug::::