I have an awesome responsibility today.
I've actually been putting it off for a while, because really, I just don't know if I'm up to it.
I mean, when one reaches their 300th POST, great and powerful words are supposed to come flowing from the keyboard in celebration, with inspiration, edification, and just some plain good ol' humorfication thrown in for good measure.
Me? I got nuthin'.
And I'm not about to do one of those "300 Things You Wish You Didn't Have To Read That You Didn't Know About Me And Didn't Really Care About To Begin With" posts. For one thing, there aren't that many things to tell about me without repeating about 257 of them, and (B), it's 12:28 a.m. in the MORNING for goodness sake. I'd be up all night long doing one of those things, wasting perfectly good sleeping time.
So? Get real.
I suppose I could post 300 photos of my grandchildren, that is IF I was a GOOD grandmother and actually HAD 300 photos of my grandchildren. Which I don't. Because, hello? They live with their parents. And when they're here, they RUN. Or crawl. Or I'm holding them. Or wiping them up or changing their diapers or feeding them or playing with them or answering the question "Why?" over and over and over again, so really? Who has time to take pictures?
I could post one photo showing the at least 300 gray hairs I haven't had a chance to color yet that keep popping up in my perfectly good brown hair, but there again? Ain't gonna happen. My roots are private, TYVM. At least the gray ones.
I could give you 300 reasons I love my family, my job, my church, my God, my home, food, and any number of other things. Or I could give you 300 reasons I don't love my weight, the way I keep house, the economy, politics, mean people, bills, and the fact that there is not an ever-flowing fountain of Starbucks nonfat iced mocha w/whipped coming from a faucet in my house.
Seeing as none of the above is going to happen, I have decided to celebrate in my own way. And my own way is to make a simple request. Should you happen to happen upon this post, please de-lurk yourself and leave a comment, no matter how small, letting me know where you're from.
Humor me, please. I only turn 300 once.