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Happy 100!


So sorry for my absence yesterday. Around this time I was attempting to put three toddlers down for naps. Sweet twenty month LN, and her two male cousins; ages two and three. At one point they were all napping...but let's just say that it didn't last for long. Good day overall, but made me completely forget about anything except diapers, snacks and Dora the Explorer.

So here we are! At the 100th post of this wee, little blog. See, since I posted twice in one day last week, this is still the big 1-0-0 post. Whew, lucky me!

First things first. Allow me to announce the winner of my sweet little giveaway. Using random.org I plugged in the number of comments and allowed it to chose a winner. It came up with number two, Lauren! So Lauren, contact me through email and let me know what two awesome ChicoBags you would like. Score for you!

Lauren's favorite way to celebrate is thus:

It depends what I am celebrating...
Part of me agrees with Debbie. A glass of wine, great food, and time with friends and family are the best way to celebrate.
But sometimes, just a great dinner, wine, and a bubble bath (with bad magazines like People to read) are in order. Like me celebrating the fact that I am off bed rest, not a big family celebration, just a little "yeah" celebration.
I will also include the hubby's... a nice dinner out. And by nice dinner I mean a dining "experience" like Charlie Trotter's, Arun, o
r La Belle Vie. Something with various courses and a wine flight.

I have to admit, that her idea of a celebration sounds pretty good to me! Anything that deals with food seems like a good celebration. Not only do I love to cook, but I love to eat too!

I don't want this post to get all long and sappy. I started this blog in hopes of carving some time out for myself, I wasn't really sure I'd stick with it. In fact, I was pretty sure I wasn't. The Mr. and I had a blog while we were living in China and we never really stuck with it. Let me tell you, I would have WAY more material for the blog if I lived there now! I look forward to writing here everyday. It's kind of a game to see how many people have read my posts, where they come from and read the comments! There have been days that I sit here and think, "What the heck am I going to write..." but in the I'm grateful to have something that is mine, only mine and people that take time out of their busy days to read what I have written. Thank you! Let's hope that the next one hundred posts get better and better.

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  1. Congrats on post #100, Mary, and congrats to Lauren! Mmmmm Charlie Trotters ;)

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  2. Happy 100th Post-Day :)

    I love reading your blog so much that I find myself checking in at "that time" every day. I'm so happy that you've carved out some time for you... and even happier that your "you time" puts a smile on my face five days a week :)

    Looking forward to your 200th Post-Day!

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  3. Well done on your 100th post Mary :)) And congrats to Lauren - I'm jealous!!!

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  4. Well done and YEAH!
    I do have to agree with Emily, your blog is my before dinner prep relax time. So nice!

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  5. Wow, has it been 100 already, where does the time go, huh?! I think you've really done a great job with it!

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  6. Congrats on #100! And keep it up. You'll be glad.

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