This is a neat meme I ran across on another blog. A personal review of the previous year via old blog post. Something of a challenge given that I blog five days a week and sometimes all seven. In fact this post is number 701 in a two and a half year blogging “career”.
So here goes:
January: The first Canadian winter was a festival of critters, anniversaries and bum numbing cold.
February: A tiny writing victory and another funeral.
March: Was honeymooning in a cabin by a pond.
May: Spring cleaning, the now defunct Moms Speak Up contributer gig which began my Internet blogging “career”, and Mother’s Day.
June: Brother drama, a first anniversary of a damn long time and POTUS.
July: The Ghost of Iowa Past, how I always end up sick after a visit to the U.S., skinny bitches.
August: I am Not a Mommy blogger and a couple of birthdays.
September: The end of hump days, lung cancer and Unetaneh Tokef
November: Memoirs, my Al Pacino moment and NaNoWriMo.
December: A new domain, wee houses and discovering a piece in the puzzle that is my calling.
This is one effing time comsuming meme. No one therefore should fear a tagging. I did find an even greater appreciation of my dear readers as I sifted through the posts of the last year because I posted a shitload of entries, the Tolstoy of blogging. You people are to be commended.
If you feel up to this linking exercise, please link back but don’t feel obligated.
anniegirl1138 
Today is my 1-year anniversary, and lazy bum that I am, I think I will do this one next anniversary :)….
Funny — I never even thought of it as a meme to tag folks with. I saw it elsewhere and thought it made a good introspective tool.
2008 was a tough year all around…
Whew! I haven’t been blogging for a year yet, so I can’t do it. We can all be glad.
Yea, I saw that on a few blogs. A great idea but you’re not kidding about the amount of work that it requires. Lots of fun to read, though.
This is something I think I would like to tackle if for no other reason than self reflection where my writing is concerned. Don’t know when I will get around to it–perhaps not until June–yikes.
Marsha