100

Today I am writing my 100th blog. When a TV show reaches its 100th episode, there is cake, champagne, and a celebration. I can't have cake because I'm on this stupid diet, but I do feel like celebrating. When I started doing this back in February, I didn't know how it would go or what I would find to write about. Would anybody even want to read it?
One hundred posts later, I've covered funny things, serious things, everyday things. I've written about people, pets, and pet peeves; husbands, kids, and friends. Sometimes I feel like Andy Rooney, making observations about some obscure thing and then whining about it for a few paragraphs. Sometimes I laugh when I'm writing and hope that whoever reads it will laugh, too. Sometimes I cry, writing about a young soldier who died for his country.
There have been days when I scrounged for something to write about and others when I cranked out three posts in one day for future use. I've tried not to embarrass Fred and the girls too much, and I haven't let all the skeletons out of the closet--yet!
My favorite thing about doing this is the feedback I get from those of you who read it. Thanks to all of you who have commented on the blog site, on Facebook, and by e-mail. It encourages me and gives me more incentive to keep going when I know others are enjoying it. With everything there is to read online nowadays, I'm thrilled that some of you choose to read me!
Let me know if there are any past posts that you'd like me to follow up on, or suggest topics I could cover in the future. Thanks!
I made it through day 1 of the diet yesterday without mishap. Today I'm going to Madison and spending the night with Erica; I know she will keep me on the food straight and narrow. Tomorrow I'm getting together with my friend Mary--she and her family are visiting Wisconsin before their move to China a month from now.
Here's to the next 100 blogs--starting Thursday!