The world waits to come out with this carbohydrate wonder until I can’t have them? How is this fair? BLUEBERRY MUFFIN CEREAL.

I was intending to write something about the anti-christ today, but I need to fact check with my brother Kyle first. He’s an authority on the subject. So watch for that tomorrow probably.

Instead! I thought I would tell all of you that I have my “blogaversary” coming up. I don’t have the actual date that I started blogging. My first real, hosted domain featuring a blog was back in March or April of 2004, but I’ve been journaling online since sometime in the Spring of 2000. That makes me feel really old. I remember teaching myself basic HTML code when I was in 7th grade using services like gURLpages. Back in the day, my username everywhere, including on that first website I had in 1997, was ordinaryprincess. Isn’t that spectacularly adolescent of me? I thought so. Of course, back then I chose the name because I was convinced I would marry Prince William:

I’ll say about him what my Granny says about Elvis: We’ll never know what might have happened if we’d met.

Back to the topic at hand. I’m going to be celebrating my blogaversary on July 2nd, since that’s the oldest post I have here at Miss Wisabus. When this blog first started it was Smosey.com and was hosted by Cyberpixels. At first, CP was a phenomenal host. Quick to answer emails, very helpful, and not too expensive. And then something happened. I believe they sold the company to someone else. They stopped answering support calls, emails, everything. And to top it off they kept charging me even though I asked for their services to be terminated. Not long before they sold or whatever, they’d had a huge crash and lost most of my information. Approximately a year’s worth of blogging. Tragedy. So I salvaged what I could and skidattled over to DreamHost where I have been living on a fluffy white cloud of hosting bliss ever since (thanks to Brandon!). GodlyGals is also hosted there, along with KicktheAnthill.com (a new politics/culture/religion/Oklahoma blog started by a few friends).

So, what should I do to celebrate? The Redneck Diva had people ask her questions. I think that would be fun. Also, I think maybe I’ll do a little podcast for it as well. And just talk. Cause goodness knows one thing I’m good at is “just talking.” OH! And I think I’ll reveal a Top Secret Video of Miss Wisabus Singing in a Church Musical at Age 4. With fruit on my head. You do not want to miss that!

Folks! Submit your questions here in the comments, things you want to know about me, my life, love, and other mysteries (CCM fans…I kill, do I not?). You can also ask for me to photograph things and I’ll get them posted as well. Like I requested the Redneck Diva to do, I’m going to post a photo of the insides of things: my refrigerator, bathroom cabinet, closet, etc. This is gonna be fun!

Clark, Patrick, and Tony,

Well, guys…I don’t know what to say. It’s not like I won, but you posted a link to my blog, so in a way I did. Thank you for making my stat counter soar higher than the day GEORGE! declared his love for me. Truly a special day.

I guess that being considered in the running for one day of your Hot Girl a Day in the Month of May is…better than being on your list of top Oklahoma embarrassments and for that, I thank you. I’ll do my best to stay off the latter list.

I’m sure most people would respond to something like this in the following way, or at least something that closely resembles it:

However, that was not my response upon seeing the post. I’m just glad that I had my wits about me at the time and was able to capture this very special moment, 5:25 am Friday morning, when I read your post and saw my name beside such wonders as Jenni Carlson and Maggie Carlo:

Sincerely,
Almost a HGADITMOM

A light-hearted look at the upside of cloning.

Or the story of how Sarah Jessica Parker got on Paul Davidson’s nerves.

Gain a little perspective.

And don’t pay any attention to this video, but the song came on while I was reading this story. I used to listen to this cassette over and over when I was 11.

Ronnica has pretty much got it covered.

I have been tagged on a number of blogs to list quite a few different things. Today I am getting to what Cricket, Destini and Lynn tagged me to do…list 7 interesting things about myself.

1. I have hitch hiker’s thumbs. You know, the kind that bend back really far. I think they’re hereditary.

2. I have only seen The Wizard of Oz one time. It was this past Christmas at Kevin’s parents’ house. Hopefully that’ll be the only time. Maybe it’s magical when you’re little, but I was not impressed.

3. I am an early bird, but only if the temperature outside my bed is close to the one inside. It is very hard for me to get up in the mornings if I’m stepping out into a cold room. My body just won’t do it. Since I try to save energy and not run heating or air at night, this becomes a problem.

4. I’ve lost 12 lbs. recently, which is pretty awesome.

5. I think I know the words to nearly every song by Trisha Yearwood. I love her. And man, she has good hair.

6. I have very manageable hair. And lots of it. I’m kind of a hairdressers dream…or worst nightmare.

7. I have a family that rivals the one in My Big, Fat Greek Wedding. Ask Kevin. They think he’s quiet, but really, he’s just normal.

I’d like to encourage you all to visit Rocks in My Dryer and read her latest post about meeting the young boy she sponsors through Compassion International. And please, consider sponsoring a child through this incredible organization. The money you give doesn’t disappear into some large account that gets dispersed in who knows how many ways. No. The money you give to sponsor a child goes to that child. Take a moment to look at their website.

Here’s an excerpt from Shannon’s post:

We sat down to eat, and his eyes were as wide as saucers.  This was not only his first visit to the city, it was his first time to eat at a restaurant.  He’s nine years old.

We began to go through the backpack full of goodies I brought from home.  His eyes nearly came out of his head.  He couldn’t believe the clothes (they were a perfect fit) and his mouth hung open at the $1 solar-powered calculator.  He must have said “thank you” to me a thousand times.

The Compassion worker from his project in the village made the four-hour drive with him, and she served as our interpreter.  She and Dissan together told me his story.

He lives in the village, in a mud hut.  Both his parents died last year, and the relative he was sent to live with is very sickl.  So is his six-year-old brother (Dissan is healthy).  Because it has rained so much in Uganda the last few months, the front wall of their hut has washed away.

This boy, this precious boy with the golden smile, does not have parents, and he does not even have four walls.

…

I told him that I promised we would continue to sponsor him through Compassion as long as he needs us, until he’s an adult.  I gave him a long momma hug, which he eagerly returned.  I whispered in his ear the blessing I say over my own kids before they get on the bus each morning:  May the Lord bless you and keep you, may He make His face to shine upon you, may He be gracious unto you and grant you His peace.

Taking a cue from Jen at Jayesel and having my own “de-lurking” day. Because I didn’t back when everyone else did.

So if you’re reading, just say hello! I’d love to know who runs across this randomly and who is a regular reader.