Saturday, September 27, 2008

One year anniversary is next month!

Can you believe it, children? Next month marks one year since I've gone online?! It has been quite a year, hasn't it. I've drank a lot, eaten a lot, cut loose a lot, and I've even bitched a lot, but hey, I'm old, I have earned my right, dammit!

How did this blog start? Well, my niece was the first one who told me about "blogging" which I passed off as some new crazy fad that kids were into these days. But when my niece was over last October, she showed me how easy it was. By then, I had had the internet for a month, but all I knew how to do was access news websites. (I am a news junkie.) So with her help I had this blog initially set up, but it was my darling son who showed me how to add all the goodies I have on the site. So after a couple hours of painful note taking, I started learning more about this wonderful website. I still go by my notes when I add pictures to my entries, hey, I forget a lot of things in my old age, and I sure as hell don't want to forget how to update my blog, because if I do, well, the blog world will be a much worse place without a crazy gassy Braud who loves wine and cheesecake.

Happy Anniversary everyone! I hope you like the new design I chose to commemorate a year of gas, Beano, rotten tricks, sassy remarks, and drooling over Kevin Costner's buns!

Now pass the damn Beano, that chicken salad is starting to repeat on me!


P.S. You can now become a "follower" of my page, how lovely!


ChrisEldin said...

Happy Anniversary!!!
I'm so glad to have met you through the blogs. Really I am.

And when you're ready, I'll intro you to Gizmo so you can make your own Putin heads.

Madge Sinclair said...

Oh my goodness, I don't think I can handle anymore technology lessons, my old brain still hurts from the blog site!

I am so glad to have you as an "internet" friend. You are too good for my ego. It's a damn shame I can't have you as a daughter, you'd a been way more fun to raise.

A sassy, gassy, hip, old Braud from Kansas City cuts loose on the internet.