Once upon a time, and not all that long ago, February didn’t mean a heck of a lot to me.
For starters, I wasn’t married, or even proposed to, on any of these 28 (sometimes 29) days. It’s also not The Hubster’s birthday month or The Teenage Daughter’s.
Come to think of it, neither of our two dogs came into the world at this time of year, nor did I.
Obviously, there’s President’s Day, but the least said about that this year, the better.
And of course, it’s the season for Valentine’s Day—probably the most in-your-face holiday behind Christmas. High end restaurants boast romantic dinners; flower bouquets triple in price, and extra aisles of chocolates magically appear in supermarkets across the land.
These are all pleasing (and profitable) sentiments. But frankly, I spent a lot of my early adulthood with hardly any of those accoutrements, and am none the worse for wear. I can always buy my own box of cherry cordials, thank you
very much.
But now, there’s a reason to celebrate February.
It was two years ago this month that I wrote, then posted, my first Girl Clown Dancing blog.
While I’m not certain exactly how many loyal readers are out there, I know that 500 page views in one week, often more, has pretty much become a given. (Inexplicably, one post about growing avocados from seeds saw close to 2,000 hits.) No matter what the numbers, about every two weeks I have a new GCD piece on Facebook and Twitter; I also email the blog to more than a dozen friends who are generally absent on social media. (Yup, they’ve made the request.) Doing so keeps my writing polished and, at least theoretically, does the same for my brain.
This past year, I’ve also discovered the website Medium, which could bring another whole new set of readers from a whole new pond. Not adverse to the old-fashioned way of advertising, I now also have a license plate holder on the back of my car with the blog’s name. I’d like to think locals in my sweet beach town have found GCD this way.
However, the theme of the blog remains the same, which can generously be described as All Over the Place.
Writings this past year included my thoughts on surviving tuberculosis (hilaryrobertsgrant.weebly.com/blog/tb-and-me); not-so-happy Halloween memories, courtesy of UNICEF (hilaryrobertsgrant.weebly.com/blog/no-candy-for-you), and why, despite being a wife, I still want a wife (hilaryrobertsgrant.weebly.com/blog/why-i-still-want-a-wife).
One of my best posts, and certainly most heartfelt, was the essay that struck a chord with a whole lot
of people, mostly parents and kids being gob smacked by the high price of college today. That was
hilaryrobertsgrant.weebly.com/blog/the-right-place-is-right-here, with a comment thread that’s just as important
to read as the post itself.
Lastly, I’m thrilled to report that GCD remains a work in progress… something I’m determined will never change.
Once again, thank you for coming to my dance.
For starters, I wasn’t married, or even proposed to, on any of these 28 (sometimes 29) days. It’s also not The Hubster’s birthday month or The Teenage Daughter’s.
Come to think of it, neither of our two dogs came into the world at this time of year, nor did I.
Obviously, there’s President’s Day, but the least said about that this year, the better.
And of course, it’s the season for Valentine’s Day—probably the most in-your-face holiday behind Christmas. High end restaurants boast romantic dinners; flower bouquets triple in price, and extra aisles of chocolates magically appear in supermarkets across the land.
These are all pleasing (and profitable) sentiments. But frankly, I spent a lot of my early adulthood with hardly any of those accoutrements, and am none the worse for wear. I can always buy my own box of cherry cordials, thank you
very much.
But now, there’s a reason to celebrate February.
It was two years ago this month that I wrote, then posted, my first Girl Clown Dancing blog.
While I’m not certain exactly how many loyal readers are out there, I know that 500 page views in one week, often more, has pretty much become a given. (Inexplicably, one post about growing avocados from seeds saw close to 2,000 hits.) No matter what the numbers, about every two weeks I have a new GCD piece on Facebook and Twitter; I also email the blog to more than a dozen friends who are generally absent on social media. (Yup, they’ve made the request.) Doing so keeps my writing polished and, at least theoretically, does the same for my brain.
This past year, I’ve also discovered the website Medium, which could bring another whole new set of readers from a whole new pond. Not adverse to the old-fashioned way of advertising, I now also have a license plate holder on the back of my car with the blog’s name. I’d like to think locals in my sweet beach town have found GCD this way.
However, the theme of the blog remains the same, which can generously be described as All Over the Place.
Writings this past year included my thoughts on surviving tuberculosis (hilaryrobertsgrant.weebly.com/blog/tb-and-me); not-so-happy Halloween memories, courtesy of UNICEF (hilaryrobertsgrant.weebly.com/blog/no-candy-for-you), and why, despite being a wife, I still want a wife (hilaryrobertsgrant.weebly.com/blog/why-i-still-want-a-wife).
One of my best posts, and certainly most heartfelt, was the essay that struck a chord with a whole lot
of people, mostly parents and kids being gob smacked by the high price of college today. That was
hilaryrobertsgrant.weebly.com/blog/the-right-place-is-right-here, with a comment thread that’s just as important
to read as the post itself.
Lastly, I’m thrilled to report that GCD remains a work in progress… something I’m determined will never change.
Once again, thank you for coming to my dance.
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