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Ten Years Later ...

I almost didn't notice, but I have been blogging for a decade. Yes, ten whole years. In fact, I was bad enough at tracking the dates that I am now a month late in celebrating the ten-year anniversary of my first post (the first one was apparently in August 2009). I never imagined that my random musings would lead to a full-blown writing practice, as the Mild Wife calls it. Still, here we are, all these years later.

I figured the most fitting way to mark this occasion would be to revisit some of the more memorable/fun blogs posts during that time. As you can probably imagine, a lot has happened in ten years. So, I present you some of the highlights from the last decade:
  • I got married a couple of years ago. There were several blog posts about it, but the term "Mild Wife" started making an appearance in posts shortly thereafter.
  • I decided at about the two-year mark to stick to a schedule of one blog post per week. Eight plus years later, I am still sticking to that schedule. There are over 560 posts, amazingly enough.
  • There has been a fair bit of traveling during that time, usually leading to amusing anecdotes in the process. I think one of my favorite stories was the one where the Mild Wife and I actually decided we didn't want free champagne anymore.
  • I picked up crocheting and never quite stopped. I still make beanies these days, though it amazes me that I have been doing this for almost four years now.
  • I write fiction on occasion, leading to author/writer-related shenanigans. Incidentally, if you are ever on the lookout for a Japanese illustrator for a children's book, I probably know someone.
  • I have done ten installations of the "Little Kids Are Awesome" posts (latest one here). These are always entertaining, and I have a ton of fun writing them. It's probably no surprise that the first of these entries appeared a few short months after I started blogging.
  • There are 90 posts tagged with "eating." Assuming one post per week, that's nearly a year and a half of eating shenanigans. Apparently, I find the act of breaking bread quite entertaining.
There are plenty more stories, so I invite you to stroll through a particular tag and see if there's any that catch your attention. I will be chuckling to myself that I've been doing this for so long. Hopefully, I'll be able to keep this going for another decade.

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