Why didn’t someone remind me that my 100th post has come and gone? I’m totally bummed. I had planned on writing something exciting and innovative, and this is what I ended up with. A post about shopping. I’m sure Michael would think that is completely apropos. How sad.
I can’t tell you how much I’ve enjoyed putting this little blog together. I feel like I’ve been able to pull the curtains aside a little, and let you all have a peek into our lives here at teamcoyle. Granted, it’s not a very exciting one, but I think it’s the small triumphs and treasures that really make life worth living. I only wish I had done it sooner. You, on the other hand, are probably glad I did not. It would have meant a lot more posts about breastfeeding and potty training.
Now, on to middle age. Last night I went to a birthday party for a close friend’s 40th birthday. When did this happen? When did I start to attend 40 year old birthday celebrations? I am disturbed at this turn of events. At the party, I took part in a heated discussion about school boards, budget cuts, and full day kindergarten. My friend Tim stopped the discussion to say “Can we all just acknowledge that we are having the most middle aged discussion right now?” I could barely go on. I almost had to ask Michael to take me home. I hesitate to tell you that prior to that conversation I had a most thorough chat with another friend about Botox. I have always felt “middle aged” on the inside (as many of my friends can attest to). But, it’s something entirely new to have the years and my body catch up to me. I’m not sure how I feel about this.
As for other stuff, I wanted to make note of the fact that I have no idea how to use commas appropriately or construct grammatically correct sentences. I’m sure that is not news to you, but I thought I would just put it out there. I recognize it, and have no plans to change. I am almost middle aged you know.