I'm shocked that you forgot...but a nice log cabin will make up for it all.

Ok, I'm a little shocked that I forgot.
Last week I had my 5 year blog-oversary.
Five.
I started this little baby to keep my Mom up to date.
You know, having a blog is free, but those phone calls add up!

Who knew I would meet people who I actually like?

Blogging and blogging friends have opened up my eyes to a lot of things.
Raising chickens for instance.
No, I've not raised any, but I have had dreams that I did.
I envy you chicken raisers.
The Coach and I have had many conversations about raising chickens.
Instead of doing it, we went to Costco and bought a bunch of eggs.

And don't get me started on the cooking and the home-improving.
My.eyes.have.been.opened.
Thank you for all of that.

I have made some long lasting friendships; you are some very special people.
You know who you are; your notes and comments always brighten my day.

I've met a few of you in person.
I'm sure you can attest that I'm even better in person.
Hard to imagine.
But go ahead, attest already.

You lurkers? I'm not so sure about you.
Everyday, the same ones visiting me. I know nothing about you except you are consistent.
You could be teddy bear wearing, underwater basket weaving ex-convicts living in your Mom's basement for all I know.
And that is exactly how I imagine you.

Five years is a big deal in case you didn't know.
A traditional 5 year anniversary gift would be wood.
So, I'm thinking a nice sailboat? You can choose the color of my sail.

If you prefer to go modern,  that would mean you'll get me silverware.
Hey, lets not get so modern, stick with traditional. I've got enough silverware.

Oh wait, I don't even want a sailboat.
You know what I want?
A log cabin. That is all wood.

I'll even give you a few choices.

This is pretty. 

But I might need a housekeeper. Once I retire, I'm retiring from cleaning. I might not even shower myself. I'll have a personal shower-er. (Preferably a blind shower-er)

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This is quite sweet.

But, it might be too small for the Coach and I. I still need my space. I hope to NOT hear football games, UFC fights or prison shows blaring from his TV.

Photo borrowed from here

This might be the perfect combo said Goldilocks.  

I love the front porch. I could sit there and have some peace and quiet.....and also, I could boss someone around from there too. 

This is actually Jack Hanna's cabin....I hope he takes all his critters with him after you buy this for me. 

Photo borrowed from here

Ok, so I'll be expecting you guys to pull together your funds and kick Jack Hanna out of my cabin.

Thank you very much!

Ok, that might be asking too much.
How about you promise to recycle all plastic and Styrofoam for the duration of your life.
Then we'll be even!

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FYI: I wrote a really cute post this week, but Blogger decided not to let it be published. 

Has anyone else had issues with the publishing portion of blogger?

I actually wanted to shank someone....not a surprise there.