One Year Blogiversary

A year ago today I sat at my computer and typed in about 40,000 various names that I thought would be cute for a blog name into Blogger. This day proved to me that there truly is nothing new under the sun and everything that I thought was cute and creative, other people did too.

I finally settled upon a name that takes all the crazy parts of my life and mashes them together and hopefully creates something interesting and beautiful. A Rhapsody of Cacophony. It made sense to me. It was also late at night. I also just wanted to get to the next step. I also forgot that it would be hard for people to spell. I get a kick out of seeing the various spellings people type into google to re-find my blog (they come up in my stats, people, so I know you can't spell!). "Rapcity" is my favourite. :)

Then I moved on to step 2: The first post. 

I think I rewrote it about 5 times. It was a big deal in my mind. Though I don't know why because NO ONE read it. Yup, no one. In fact, I don't think my blog got more than 3 hits a week (thanks to my sister) until I posted Kaitlyn's birth story and posted the link on facebook (So I guess people just like eww-gross kind of details. Good to know. )That first post was awkward. Okay, most of the early ones were. Okay, a lot of them still are. But that's because that's what I do when I'm not sure what to do. I become very awkward.

So if we ever meet in person and you think I'm NOTHING like I am in my writing (you know, when I'm being all myself and such), it's because I have to look you in the eyes and don't have the luxury of taking 10 minutes to write a paragraph (and edit!) and in my head I'm thinking all sorts of great things to say, but then OVER-thinking all the possible ways you may react and trying to pick the BEST one so that we have the greatest chance at becoming friends. Which indeed does take too long and while I'm doing all that, we're standing there feeling really weird. Don't be so surprised. I think we established last week how neurotic I really am when I told you about waiting to call people until it's not an "o'clock."

So ya, it's been a year. Yea me! And somewhere in that year each of YOU decided that my crazy (and lets face it, sometimes boring) life was worth reading about. Thanks for reading along! I appreciate it. And thanks for writing comments and laughing at with me. That's my favourite part.

I'm looking forward to the next year. 

Hey, does one need to celebrate a blogiversary with cake? I may need to make one...