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I've never been good at being the center of attention. It gives me the willies. I'm more of, you know, the retiring type. A "wallflower" if you will. (And yet. I have a blog.)

So I held it together pretty well yesterday when some friends had a small surprise birthday "but-we-won't-call-it-a-party-because-you're-too-self-conscious" party. Well, they didn't really call it that... it was just a reason to get together and have some fun in the middle of a particularly dreary winter. As far as I knew, I was being invited over to hang out with a friend for the afternoon since it was my birthday. Turns out when I got there, they had invited another family who had driven a long way with their five kids. We don't get to see them often, so it was very special and very fun. They'd been planning it for two weeks and it all came together perfectly. Nathan even knew about it and never even dropped a hint! I never suspected a thing.

To me, my birthdays are always like a little mini "mid-life crisis". I'm not sure why. Must have to do with having a birthday in the middle of winter. I just get a little bit crazy. I can't count the times I've had my hair hacked off on my birthday. And I did it again yesterday, too. Yep, I sat down in that chair and when she asked how I wanted it cut, I said, "I dunno. Do something that looks good. Make sure it's wash-n-wear." and sat back and trusted she wouldn't lop off an ear. I didn't have my glasses on, and I couldn't see what she was doing other than it was getting shorter and shorter and she kept cutting and cutting and my skin started to crawl a little bit but it turns out I really like it. It's nice to have a change.

Last year on my birthday, I was in this same sort of mind-frame, but instead of getting my hair mowed, I caught a wild hare that suggested I start a blog. So the next day (consequently, also my only sister's birthday-- Happy Birthday, Sister!) I started this blog.

And here we are today, one year later, and I think I might still have a couple readers. Maybe.

So-- Happy Blogiversary to Me!

I like to change things up from time to time, so to keep me from redesigning my whole blog every time the wind changes, I like to make a new masthead at the beginning of each month. It's fun and keeps me exercising my design-muscles. So in honor of my Blogiversary and Day-after-birthday and to get the attention off me (oh, wait... this is my blog...), I'm going to bore you snotless with a retrospective of my mastheads. Ready? (Oh. Hrm. It seems that I can't do the whole year starting with Last Februrary because I can't seem to find Last Februrary on my computer. So, it looks like I'll be starting with May. Close enough. Hey, I heard that sigh of relief!)



























So now that I've proved I must be some sort of closet-narcisist despite my protestations, I'm going to shamelessly point out that since it's MY blogiversary and day-after-birthday, YOU should leave a comment. (I declare this my official delurking-day, since I seem to have missed all the half-dozen or so "official" delurking days of the blogosphere.)

Cheers!