Happy birthday, blog. I’m sorry that I’m a little late in writing this.
Had I written birthday well-wishes on January 19, however, I would not have been able to share how I celebrated your birthday, that is, by the consumption of an entire package of whoopee pies over a three-day period (aka moon pies, aka maybe better than cupcakes) and a marathon viewing of Parks and Recreation (seasons two and three).
You know how when you spend a lot of time with a character, whether in a book or a television show, you sometimes find yourself thinking the way the characters think? Imbibing words and phrases and manners of speaking that the characters might use, the same humour?
Since I spent so much time with that show this weekend (there’s no shame in good television, even if I am a book lover and this blog is mostly about books), I have pretty much convinced myself that I’m pretty clever and also funny. (Or do I mean pretty, clever, and also funny? Commas are so important.)
Maybe these feelings of sparkly self-confidence are artificially inspired by:
- all 2,000 calories (literally only 1,920) of whoopee pie hitting me simultaneously.
- my deep infatuation with the character Ben on Parks and Recreation.
- extended periods of giggling resulting in not enough oxygen reaching my brain.
- All of the above are true.
- None of the above are true.
Regardless, it’s been quite a lot of fun for me to share some thoughts on this blog in the last year, and I want to thank everyone who has visited. It’s a joy for me to share with you, and hear from you.