Tada!!! Blow on those noisemakers, bang those drums, and turn up the music!! I wanna play it LOUD!!!
Today, on Friday the 13th in the year of our Lord 2012, at this precise moment you are reading my
That’s right folks. This is a landmark event. 500 posts and
a. I haven’t quit yet.
b. there’s still plenty of poop to talk about
c. y’all are still here
so, I must be doing SOMETHING right, eh?
And here to help me celebrate today is a very special lady.
If you do not know this lady yet, you really need to smack yourself.
No, seriously. You need to whack yourself. With your bikini.
And I must admit that I don’t know exactly how many posts she’s written, BUT!
Once upon a time she was a newbie too. And as a newbie, she had the
whine wine-ing down pat.
I am so excited to have her here today celebrating my
with me. She’s smart, she’s eternally witty, and she’ll be the first one to tell you: DO SWEAT THE SMALL STUFF!!
And you should know that anyone who calls themselves “Sweaty” is going to get a hearty welcome on a blog with “Poop” in the title!
I asked Sweaty: “If you could be any character from a storybook for just one day, who would it be and how would you change the story?”
I don’t like stories that end sadly, so it would have to be a character from storybooks that don’t have “happy endings.” The one that immediately came to my mind was from the short story The Little Match Girl by the Danish poet and author HansChristianAndersen. This is one story that never fails to bring me to tears just to hear a mention of it. It’s that powerful. If you’re unfamiliar with the story, you could read the synopsis here or the whole story here.
So if I could be any character from that storybook, it would be as one of the passersby to whom that little girl was trying to sell the matches. And what I would do, would be to pause for a minute and really take a good look at that little girl. To then hold her hand, give her my warm coat to wear and something to eat. And upon finding out that her father was one abusive bastard, I would bring her home, adopt her as my own, and show her what every child needs: a stable home and unconditional love.
This story became even more poignant to me after becoming a mother to my little girl. I really encourage you to read the whole story. It’s very short, but one you won’t forget. And tell me if it didn’t make you want to hug your children and tell them “I love you so, so much” afterwards!
Isn’t she something? You know she’s all over the internet too. You can find her hanging out here:
My blog (NEW WP SITE): Do Sweat the Small Stuff
Phew!! She gets around!!
So. Tell me. Are you excited or what? And just for fun (and because its MY PARTY), here’s a little dance music…