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A Fallible Year In ReviewMy blogging buddy Carrie K., not to be confused with my darling daughter Carrie K., did this fun idea on her site and I thought I’d give it a whirl over here. To perform a Blog Year In Review on your site, simply list the opening sentence of the first entry for each month of 2005, in order. I’ve taken the liberty of using more than one sentence if the result is more compelling, bizarre, or gross. In the case of the month in which I refer to Michael Main (Number One Of The Four Michaels Who Comment Here), I decided the title of the post was much more meaningful than the first sentence, so I used it. If you compile your own post of twelve one-liners, let me know in the comments section, so we can read yours, too! I haven’t previewed mine until now, so I’ll be just as shocked, mystified, and confused as you. That’s only fair, huh? Here goes: Usually, when I come down with one of those rare disorders/diseases that no one’s ever heard of because only one out of 100,000 people in the general population contract it, I end up feeling pretty lonely. “If I Die Today, There’s Not Enough Make-Up In The World To Make Me Look Good In My Casket.” You probably think the title of this post sounds like something my mom would say but, uh, it came out of my own mouth. Tell me this: Aside from being in Ireland to tread the auld sod today, what’s your idea of a great St. Patrick’s Day celebration? I’ve come to the conclusion that few of us—if any—ever fully believe in the strength of our own stories. I’m not the kind of woman who puts on make-up to make a run to the grocery store, even if I’m crossing the state line into Kansas, into one of the most prosperous counties in the nation. We are getting absolutely pounded here with torrential rains and 70 to 90-mile-per-hour straight-line winds. Well, the nurses and docs went into overdrive to compensate for failing to accurately document my mother-in-law’s spiking fevers. I keep my head behind the china cabinet, just so I know where it is. Now I wish I kept my breasts there, too. Michael Main Is One Of The Most Very Extremely Intelligent Men Alive Today! Well, this is a red-letter day. Not only did I find out that my biopsy turned up no skin cancer, but Doug found out his brain is “unremarkable.” I…I…I…well, that was weird. After typing the word “I,†nothing else came. The emails and phone calls have begun. You know the ones I mean, where the circle of friends and family finally becomes unbroken, as once a year everyone tries to worm out of everyone else what everyone wants for Christmas. I haven’t even started shopping, and already I’m exhausted.
Posted by Katy on 12/28/05 at 08:53 PM
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