1o Things I Didn’t Think Would Happen in 2011
10. After 17 years with my husband, I found out tonight that he knows all of the words to the song “I Am a Pirate King” by Gilbert & Sullivan. I am speechless. Isn’t this something I should have known before we were married?
9. We got the puppy we always wanted.
8. We gave the puppy we always wanted to another family. It turns out we aren’t really dog people (sorry, Stasha!) we’re cat people (and that dog needed Prozac-laced kibble, and a family without kids, at least that’s what the dog trainer said). I know – it’s a cute puppy, isn’t it? PS: Puppy now living high on the hog with lovely kidless forever family that adores her.
7. I started a parenting blog called The Momalog, and in the process made lots of virtual friends.
6. The 3 Momalog posts that got the biggest number of viewers were: Lands’ End Continues To Run Sexed Up Kids’ Ad, the Judgement Day Etiquette Guide for Dummies, and Fiona’s dinky Thanksgiving recipe for orange cranberry sauce. All three of which stunned me. I’m still recovering from the shock of Fiona’s cranberry sauce post, which took her less than 10 minutes to dictate to me, and then it promptly got over 1,000 views in the first four hours of the first day. Jeez. I usually take two days to craft a post that doesn’t get nearly that many views.
5. At a friend’s funeral in San Francisco, the friend’s ex-wife (who is the mother of his young child) chose to begin the ceremony by disco-dancing her way down the aisle all the way to the front, while blasting a Michael Jackson song. She stopped now and then to sit on people’s laps along the way. I just…words escape me.
4. My daughter Ella told her violin teacher, who is a man:
“My mommy’s grouchy because she got her period.”
3. We killed our television in June. And lived to tell about it. (Nancy Grace? Who’s she? Simon who?)
2. I had a melodramatic cancer scare that restructured my priorities, and made me appreciate my life.
1. Fi and I made a Baked Alaska for dessert for Christmas dinner! I left it in the oven a minute or two too long (of course) so it was a little burnt – but I’ve always wanted to make one, and we did it!