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Robin, at Farewell Stranger, is awesome for many reasons.  One of those reasons is her awesome idea of memorializing 2011 through pictures.  You can link up here, but you better get moving because it closes today.  Peace out, 2011.  You really weren’t so bad, after all.  But don’t let the door hit you in the ass on the way out.

January -

I started a blog, came out with the Bloggess and took pictures of my adorable parasite while betwixt and between Texas and Oregon.

February -

The funk came back, I made some lists to de-funkify and took more pictures of that guy.

March -

We ate lunch with giraffes, I got the flu and we decided to give up the dream of actually finding work in Texas and go the fuck home to the husband.  Also?  Supermoon = #thingsthatwerelame.

I started Me, Myself & I Monday and promptly gave it up because it was too damn hard *whiny voice*

I took the Pledge.  And more of that guy.

April -

I left Texas, traversed the land, Bubs turned two and made it back in one piece(basically) to the hubberband.  I also listened to, and posted, about a metric fuckton of music.  Which ruled.

May -

I joined the Band, swapped a blog and post EVEN! MORE! MUSIC!.  I jonesed for Hawaii, what with all the gray and rainys.  My bestie also moved to town, which was pretty fucking badass.

June -

We gardened(like once, don’t get too impressed), I struggled some more and decided to stop talking about my fat.  Somebody I know had a baby.  And then she had another one.  Lots of people had birthdays. Including my husband, who is reticent about being on the internets.  Tough nuts, buttercup.  And the sun shone at least 1 and half days.  This was one of them.

July -

We took Bubs to see the fireworks on the beach, and went on a krazy Texas adventure with our Texas family.  Also, did you know that Texas is hotter than balls?  Also, I made it through the first year with this guy.  And then there’s That guy again.  And babies!  And one more baby for good luck and the sake of balance.

August -

Shit got weird.  As in Cosmic cousin bowling, a tasty recipe and poop in the tub weird.  I tell you exactly who the hell I think I am and where the hell I think I’m from.  More Texas shenanigans.  And some Montana hijinks.  And seriously, that guy.

September -

Of ultimate importance in my life – teevee came back.  A travesty occurred.  Some wisdom was lost.  This chick was kick ass.  Again.  New York loomed large in my mind.  Larger than normal.  I was sad.  I was anxious.  And then, because it has to, life goes on.

October -

Some dude cried rapture, that guy again, there was a week in the life.  That old motherfucker comes knock, knocking.  I begin following this chick wherever she goes.  Shh, don’t tell her.  And a knight tried to kill me with the power of his shriek.

November -

Thanksgiving, Turkey Trot and I won a shiny internet.  And on my birthday.  Oops, I did it again.  This kid made my heart grow three sizes.  I jumped on the Friday Fluff bandwagon.  Flat Stanley did Beaverton.

December -

Me and that guy.  More Texas shenanigans.  Mah hairs they did got did.  I wrote some more.  Oops, I did it again.  Christmas and a year end meme.