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2008

This year I’ll celebrate 3 years of blogging.

I ended 2007 laughing my ass off with Ashanti, both of us playing World of Warcraft and chasing some guy making choo choo train noises at him til he ran away.

I started 2007 in the hospital. I thought that was an omen, and at first it looked that way.

I lost Matthew, the son of my heart. Kat went to Venice and came home. Kat went in the hospital and came home. Kat went back to Venice again and came home again. Kat went back to Venice once again and has ended her tumultuous year in jail.

I became mobile, via my fiery red scooter. I left the Milwaukee hood and all its 13 years of memories to start all over again in this strange city to the north.

I met amazing women. I read some amazing things. I learned some hard lessons. I smoked a lot of weed and too many cigarettes. I stopped taking vicodin. I started blogging at feministe, and I still don’t know why, of all the unbelievably talented voices out there, they chose mine.

And now I’m going to bed. Good night, sweet dreams, and a better year ahead.

*crossposted at superbabymama


9 thoughts on 2008

  1. Happy ’08, kactus and ashanti- she of the petunia nose! (easily the most beautiful photo of a child- EVER)

    2007 was definitely a tumultuous year for you; me too. May 2008 be a year where the waves smooth out a bit…

  2. Good night, sweet dreams, and a better year ahead.

    It kinda has to be, doesn’t it?
    All the best to you and your family, kactus. And from where I stand? It’s been a hell of a three years, and lucky for all the rest of us to have you.

  3. Kactus, that’s one hell of a year. Good luck and best wishes to you and everyone for a happier, healthier, more peaceful and prosperous year to come. God willing, this one will be better.

  4. Happy New Year kactus. I hope 2008 in the city up north is a good one, and Watch Out For WoW, I hear it’s worse than vicodan…

    (wonders if she will EVER get her Night Elf Hunter to 50…)

  5. Happy new year to you too Kactus. I for one have always enjoyed your straight from the hip writing. Keep it up!

  6. I started blogging at feministe, and I still don’t know why, of all the unbelievably talented voices out there, they chose mine.

    It’s because you are one of those amazing women that you speak of, for some reason you don’t know it, but your cobloggers do, and so do we, the readers here at Feministe and Super Babymama. We are all lucky to have you and to be able to read your amazing words!

    Here’s to a happy new year for you and Ashanti in Green Bay!

  7. I started blogging at feministe, and I still don’t know why, of all the unbelievably talented voices out there, they chose mine.

    Because you bring the sound and the fury with you. I nod my head so damn much when I read your work my daughter thinks I’m doing an imitation of a bobblehead doll, that’s why!!

    Peace, blessings, and may you have a fabulous new year! Bedda! (beautiful!) (and usually accommpanied by a big smackaroo of a kiss on each cheek, and cheek pinches afterwards that make your face hurt just a little. Followed by a big bear hug. That’s “bedda!”)

  8. I started blogging at feministe, and I still don’t know why, of all the unbelievably talented voices out there, they chose mine.

    Because you are incredibly talented. Because you write honestly and from the heart. Because your posts make me think, make me tear up, make me wish I could write like that.

    You are right that there are many, many unbelievably talented voices out there. Many of them have been generous enough to contribute here as well, through guest blogging or commenting or otherwise engaging (in fact, I would put everyone who has commented so far on this thread in that category). I wish that there was a single space to feature all of the talented writers out there. In the meantime, though, you are a gem, and we are so lucky to have you.

    Happy new year! And here’s hoping that 2008 is better.

  9. My own night elf hunter is 69. But I play WAAAYYYY too much. Funny how Wisconsin keeps entering my consciousness lately. I’ve lived next door to it for several years now, and not spared it a second glance. Now, I have friends in Rice Lake, and am spending a fair bit of time there.

    End of ramble.

    And one hopes 2008 will be a good year for all here.

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