Thursday, December 08, 2005

So you say it’s your BLOGDAY!!!

Duhnuhnuhnuhnuhnuhnuh…it’s my blogday too! (You must do this in the style of Anthony Michael Hall in Sixteen Candles. MUST.)

That right, party people. Today my blog turns one year old. It was on this date 365 days ago that I stumbled in to the now and got a blog. All I wanted to do was make a cat-related comment over at Beth & Meri’s, and voila. Insta-blog.

I’ve never been good at keeping up a journal. I stopped writing in them altogether when, about 8 or 9 years ago, my brother looked for and found my journal from my freshman and sophomore years in college. Think back to those years, and if yours were ANYTHING like mine? Probably not little brother-appropriate material. I can guarantee you that mine were definitely not. Anyway. He read it, and left it out for my mom to read, but luckily she realized immediately that it was mine and stopped reading. When I found out, my dad managed to get to me right AFTER I pinned my brother to the floor but right BEFORE I punched him. It took a while, but I forgave him, although we did hit a slight bump in the road when I found out three years ago that at some point he had ALSO taken it and read it to his friends in the youth group. Oh. Dear. God. When I found that out, I went back and reread the journal and wanted to jump out a window. Suffice it to say, some of the kids know WAY TOO MUCH about me. Professional role model indeed. I’m a walking “what not to do” handbook.

Anyway, I figured the novelty of the online journal would wear off in time as often happens due to my short attention span. But as you can see, it has not. I am now fully addicted and I can’t stop. I talk about the blog to pretty much everyone. I am now almost incapable of having an experience where I’m not formulating an entry in my head as it happens. I dream about blogs and comments sections – for real – it happened last night. I refer to “my friend (insert name of fellow blogger here)” right before I tell a HI-LARIOUS story about something that happened to someone I’ve never met. I’ve become totally invested in the lives of the people whose blogs I read. There are bloggers I secretly loooooove, there are bloggers I wish were my best friends, there are bloggers I think are complete morons*. I formulate my opinions of strangers according to how well they write. I am pretty sure that none of these are foreign concepts to any of you.

What I'm trying to say is thanks for a great year. Thanks for reading, thanks for commenting, thanks for the advice and the sympathy and all of the other things you’ve offered. Thanks for allowing me into your lives and letting me add my two cents. Thanks for making me feel like I’m a good writer and (sometimes) validating my own opinion of how funny I think I am. I love you guys!! *tear*

Also? You may notice a new listing in the sidebar, called “File under ‘greatest hits’ or ‘biggest legend in my own mind’”, which is a selection of entries I liked the best from the year. Do with it what you will.

*Oh, and in case you’re wondering, none of you, my regular blog friends, fall under the complete moron category. Just to clarify.

23 comments:

Kendra said...

Happy Blogday! I've been enjoying your humor for roughly 16 years but now the rest of the world gets to enjoy it as well! Perhaps we need vodka tonight to celebrate? :)

The Husband said...

well happy 1 Year blog bday! let the celebration begin! where's the damn champagne when you need it!

Whinger said...

Hurrah and Happy Blogday! Cake will also be needed, I think.

Kyahgirl said...

Amber-congratulations on a year of blogging! I love visiting you blog.
You're VERY funny-don't let anyone tell any different. More importantly, you're very sincere and likeable. !

*raises virtual glass of champagne*

Miladysa said...

Happy Blogday!

Thank you for blogging and all the joy you bring :)

Alex said...

Happy blogday! I know what you mean about being a good role model. I always seem to get myself into situations that are so terribly inappropriate that there is no way to extricate myself with any form of grace or dignity remaining to me.

"But I know, it's my own damn fault," as Mr. Buffett would say.

Alice said...

haappppppy blooogdaaaay!! (this is really how i'd say it. it's my dad's fault. blame him.) that is way fabulous. i must say, as a fellow-short-attention-spanner, i am very impressed with your year. and with the fact that you never did kill your brother. that's actually more impressive, come to think of it.

dasi said...

Thank you so much for making that clarification at the end - you know how obscenely insecure and paranoid I can get!!! ;)

Anyway, happy blogday!! I cracked up at your journal story. On a personal note, I kept a journal starting when I was 16 until my mid 20's, and the original journal (cevering years 16-18ish) I always SWORE I would give to my daughter on her 16th b-day. Now - not so sure. Even though I actually WROTE in the front COVER all those years ago "To my daughter on her Sweet 16. Yes, I was a teenager once too. Love, Mom" WHAT KIND OF MORON WOULD DO THAT? Oh, that's right, me. So, Lexie - journal - 16?? NOT. Maybe when she's 36. Maybe.

Thomas said...

What if you had a blog day and nobody came?

C. said...

Happy Blogday Amber..... I do love me some Amber bloggin.. :) C.

The Zombie Lama said...

Happy Blogday! Thanks for all the laughs ;o)

Paul said...

Wow, one year old! That's amazing considering you've been blogging in your HEAD for TWELVE YEARS.

Tell us that story. I think people would want to hear it.

Either way, though, congrats to you. That's a huge accomplishment, especially with all that purple text over here.

Frank The Tank said...

happy BLOGDAY!!!

Marissa said...

Happy Blogday! I can say with MUCH conviction that the blogosphere got a hell of a lot more interesting the day your blog was born!

Linda said...

So that blog friend that you secretly loooooove? It's me, isn't it? Go on and admit it.

And yes, not like that. I know, I know.

Happy B Day!

Romeo Jensen said...

oh oh oh oh I just gotta get me a peek at that journal

muahahahahaha


dear diary... met the cutest guy today... we held hands and he bought me a soda pop... it was a cherry coke... yum

dear diary... things are heating up between me and "not vanila coke guy"... he poped the question and I said yes... you may call me... but not on a school night... father wouldn't approve

dear diary... well "not effin vanila coke history guy" turned out to be a real jerkwad... duh... he's a guy... first clue amber... go to your happy place go to your happy place


strong amber *breath*




strong amber *breath*


hehehehe... "Confessions of a Good Girl"

Marie said...

Happy Blogday, girl! You know that I'm a huge fun of your writing, your stories and who you are as a person. :) Keep up the great blogging!

beckibee said...

I would have murdered my sister if she read my diary. I even wrote throughout the journal "Get your face out of my diary" every few entries to ward her off. Turns out she really wasn't that interested. Humph!

Happy Bg-day!

Hope said...

My brothers definitely aren't interested in my life enough to have wanted to read my diary, but that's pretty funny.

And HAPPY BLOGDAY! Even though your blog is not even near being legal you need to go out and have a drink to celebrate. Have one for me too.

Eddie said...

I'm just diggin' the new look, still.

Rico said...

Blogday? This stuff never stops to amaze me. In that case, Happy Blogday!

I should have read your post all the way through, becuause I just placed an order for a T'shirt that says, "Professional Moron Blogger," I figured why fight it. Then I realized you might not be talking about me, although I am a moron. Later,

Jill said...

Yay! Happy Blogday to Amber! You. Crack. Me. Up. Just so you know. Can I be one of the bloggers that you want to be best friends with? Please? Please? Pretty please?

Cheryl said...

happy blogday!