Today it’s eleven years that I started this blog. Every year I am a little surprised by the growing number. A little like looking at my growing son who might have to start shaving in the near future.
But the blog is still the blog.
And I’m still me.
I will be turning fifty this year, that will be a milstone, and I’m busy as ever, and I think I’m better organized and more productive but who knows.
Still living in the same house, doing the same job, married to the same guy, though. There are things that I don’t want to change as well.
I really should open a bottle of champagne later to celebrate.
And everyone of you, the people who read this gets a glass (or something different if they want), and some cinnamon rolls (I’ll be baking those soon), and a big thank you for coming back here to read time and again.