According to WordPress, I’ve been here 2 years and haven’t yet been evicted. Guess I must be doing something right, eh?
Guess it’s time to blow out those candles!
“Making resolutions is a cleansing ritual of self-assessment and repentance that demands personal honesty and, ultimately, reinforces humility. Breaking them is part of the cycle.”
— Eric Zorn
Well, Wattpad has crunched their numbers and here’s how my year apparently looked like to their computer algorithm program…thingy.
The concert hall at the Sydney Opera House holds 2,700 people. This blog was viewed about 16,000 times in 2014. If it were a concert at Sydney Opera House, it would take about 6 sold-out performances for that many people to see it.
So to everyone who’s come to visit my site this year, thank you and let’s all make 2015 rock with more!
I know I’ve dropped out of blogging everyday, but only because I had to put on the writer’s hat starting June of this year. I had made it my goal to publish a book for 2014, and I did, though once it probably meets the eyes of an editor mid-2015 it will most likely result in work that’s way better than it it currently is.
Still, that’s still a book out, so self-pubbed or not, that’s an accomplishment in my book.
So Happy New Year, everyone! And so far, here’s the New Years Eve forecast for me in chilly-ass SoCal: Mostly drunk with a slight chance of passing out.
So no matter the outcome, vertical or not – Happy Happy New Year!
Though I live about 2 miles away from a family-friendly lagoon, and four miles from the main beach, I’m not such a fan of the water. But this morning, after discovering that there’s a spot of sand for dogs to run at the beach, I took our little chihuahua mix there for the first time. She loved it and I’ll be taking her again tomorrow. This time I’ll pack water, too, and maybe a beach chair so I can sit and read a book like I saw other dog owners do today.
In the afternoon, after the little guy came home from summer school, we went to the lagoon. I brought along the sand castle paraphernalia and even wore a swim suit underneath my tank top and shorts. For someone who does not like being in the water (cue Jaws music here and the latest news that a local man got bitten by a shark close to the Manhattan Beach pier), being in a lagoon is still a big thing for me. I just don’t like the water.
But the little guy does.
And today, he was thrilled to bits that his mommy finally took him to the beach and actually stayed long enough to acquire some unwanted shorts tan lines. He actually smiled…and so did I.
Tomorrow, I’ll be more well-prepared. Water (and water dish) for the dog when we go to dog beach, and in the afternoon, an umbrella to hide from the sun and any more unplanned tan lines. Oh, and knowing where the showers are to wash all that sand off instead of trekking it all in the car and then realize, too, that we were both still wet from being in the water.
That’s okay though. One day, I’ll get it right.