Duos centum

Well, looky here: in less than a year of blogging, I've reached the 200th post mark. Woo-hoo! I never envisioned how addicted to blogging I would become back when I started this in March, but look at me now - clearly in need of a 12 step program! I've tried to tame my obsession with checking my stats meters not quite as often as I used to, but I still pore over them at least once daily, and I confess that I feel a twinge of jealousy whenever I visit someone's (invariably more clever and chic and witty) blog and see they have more followers than I. I probably should mention those leopard-printed dealers known as SITS who feed my comment need, too - it is in large part due to their site that I have a line of dust bunnies doing the conga under my bed and a mountain of laundry (clean and folded, but not put away) on top of my dresser that is dangerously close to needing an airspace permit...

Looking back at the 199 entries I've written here, there are some recurring themes. I'm a mommy, so there are a good number of Kiddo-related posts, including several about the issues that go along with having a child with special needs (in Kiddo's case, Sensory Processing Disorder) in the public school system, as well as tales of more general mommy woe. There are also non-school related frustrations, like my issues with gym locker rooms, and of course the most navel-gazing posts of all, focusing on my hair and the growing out thereof.

I've also shared my most embarrassing moments with you, my friends in the blogosphere and also every pervy weirdo who does a search using the words nudity, boobs, public, embarrassment, bathing suit and adult. Yes, combinations of those search terms top the list of Google searches that bring a certain element to my page. (To those folks, I extend my apologies for the invariable disappointment you must feel upon stumbling upon my corner of the internet, for talking about my resemblance to a certain great, white whale isn't exactly what you were looking for when you clicked on my link, were you...) Of course, retyping those words has now no doubt boosted me back up to the top of the search engine results anew...

I've rambled on at length here about various subjects, from my crush on George Clooney to my love of gardening (but hatred of the voles), books (as I'm an avowed bookworm), movies, television and music. Heck, I've even talked about the weather - more than once! I've shared the occasional recipe, given vacation reports and talked about my various things and neuroses. I've confessed to being a child of the 80s (and with pride!) I've talked about adoption a few times, family and parenting more often (including how conservative I seem to be as a mom) and rambled about life in general. I think "rambling" would be the key to this blog of mine...

And yet, I was stuck, wondering what to do for the big 200th post. Total blogger's block. I did the 100 things about me for my 100th and I don't think I could come up with an additional 100, much less 200. I decided I'd just reflect back on these past months of blogging and give myself a bloggy makeover too. For this makeover (budget: $0), I went the DIY route, wanting something simpler and more unique to me - can't get more unique than DIY! Alas, while messing about with the template HTML, I managed to delete my little footprints favicon, and I've tried several different things to replace it, all to no avail. I'm totally bummed that I'm now stuck with the Blogger Orange B again instead of those cute, little feet. Other than that one snafu, I am pretty pleased with the overall look at this point. It's not too flashy, but I was feeling like being a bit more understated so there ya go. (And by the by, those teeny footprints? They're scaled-down versions of Kiddo's footprints, taken when she was a newborn in the NICU.)

There I sat at my computer, staring at the screen, wondering what to do for this momentous post, and ultimately? I procrastinated. I'm great at procrastination. I played Wordscraper and Scramble over on Facebook. I blogsurfed and blogsurfed and blogsurfed some more. When it began feeling like I really needed to get to work, I diverted myself with my ongoing quest to turn a picture of our crazy cat into a Lolcat for I Can Has Cheezburger? which is a site that never fails to make me, well, LOL. Over the past several months, I've taken many a photo of the crazy cat, all with the intention of capturing something Lolcat-worthy. I've tempted her with treats, dangled bits of string and toys in front of her (the invisible cat pics are some of the funniest to me), had Kiddo chase her around the house, anything I could think of to garner a good Lolcat picture.

So, while procrastinating, I went through the vast Crazy Cat Picture archives (not quite enough to rival my Kiddo pictures, but definitely more pictures than the average person should have of their cat) and came up with the top photos that might make a good Lolcat entry. I lined 'em up on my screen and looked at them, waiting for the perfect caption to pop into my head. Whaddya know - instead of getting either the 200th post or my ultimate LOLcat picture done, I became doubly stuck. Finally, I decided that what I would do is put my picture options up here on this 200th post and throw it open to anyone out there, bloggy buddies or random pervy internet searchers to help me come up with a winning Lolcat caption.

Here, in no particular order, are the best contenders for making an official Lolcat out of our crazy kitty:

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Whaddya think? Anyone have a brilliant lolspeak caption for one of these to help me realize one of my big dreams in life (admittedly, a somewhat smaller dream than my dreams of George Clooney - or Alan Rickman or Eddie Izzard..., being a seat-filler at the Oscars, winning the lottery or becoming a published writer).....?