(because I don't yet have the pictures ready for my Mormon Housewife Politics Post)
Thanks Liza for the idea!
You take the first sentence of the first post of each month...
January: Lots to say, no time to say it (hopefully some will come tomorrow) but hey, aren't my new shoes cute?
February: It seems everyone is talking about adoption these days.
March: Sometimes it seems as if my life is made up of one long search for mysterious bad smells.
April: Earlier today I would only have agreed with the negativity part of this evaluation.
May: Picture this (or don't, actually, I'm really not sure anyone really wants this in their head): I had a headache all night.
June: While Kristin and I were on our night-time tour of Portland, N took us around some of the neighborhoods that she thought we might be interested in moving to.
July: A few days ago, K of Odyssey to Conception wrote about a frightening incident involving her daughter, a rock, and a lot of blood.
August: You know you're a mother when... you fix your morning iced latte in a sippy cup because you can't find your chic stainless steel travel mug.
September: I'll take happy wherever I can get it these days.
October: It turns out Julia LOVES the circus.
November: I'm supposed to start a novel today.
December: Because Cali wanted snow pictures, and because I'm behind in the Photo Friday game... I've got a GREAT idea for G, hopefully I'll get to it over the weekend or Monday...
Wow. I look over those opening sentences and I see a lot of things not-done... a lot of good intentions not followed through with, and a lot of depression. Here's to hoping for a better year next year.