The 100th post!

Well here we are, the 100th post.
I never figured myself for a writer, or even for a regular journal type person; just never had the initiative to write consistently day after day - Yet somehow, online it is easier. Of course regular feedback and comments makes it all the more fun as well. I guess there is a little bit of my father's daily journaling in me.
My paternal grandmother kept a journal of sorts too. I never met her, as she died long before I was ever born, when she had small kids of her own. I have been told that I am like her in many ways. One thing she passed down to her son (my dad) was the ability to consistently write on an ongoing basis. My father has kept journals for as long as I can remember - not every day, but for long stretches of time. If I want to know what happened on May 15th, 1972 - chances are, my dad has it written down in one of his journals.
I find it cathartic in a way - cheaper than therapy. If I'm having a horrible day, or the kids have been beasties, I can write it all down. I even get sympathetic comments, reassurance that I'm not overreacting. Occasionally there is a nasty comment, but I have the power to delete it, and then I can write about how pathetic and sad and jealous some people must be to take the effort to make nasty comments on other people's blogs that they don't even know.
Also, I can look back on what I've written. I can re-live in excruciating detail some of the naughty misdeeds of the destructive duo, and I can actually laugh about it. Things like that are much funnier in retrospect.
As I sit here today - my house is tidy enough to have surprise pop in visitors without me being embarrassed;
the laundry is done (4 loads) and the boys are quiet - but not too quiet; that means trouble. They have been well behaved today, haven't been fighting (much) and we've had fun together. They took turns vacuuming today (a favourite passtime for them - Plus my house got cleaned up!) We made lunch together and ate at the table together and laughed and talked about stuff in general, and we baked a cake together for Daddy's birthday dinner tonight. They have been the sweet charming little boys I always dreamed of having.
Matthew wore his tiger costume again all day today - Even fell asleep in it. I took a picture because he was so darn cute.


All in all a great day.
Chris is 35 today. I'm so excited to give him his presents, because I know he's going to really love them!
I can't say what they are, because he reads this too, so nanny nanny boo boo dear, you'll have to wait until tonight!

There - not a big deal for my 100th post but hey, I made it this far, I don't intend to stop anytime soon - the kids are still young, and have infinite blogging material left in them