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Crazy 8

Hi.       I’m this blog.      I’m 8 years old today.     Here is my life story so far.

8th blogoversary

I was born a poor, blogspot template and I was originally known as WeeblesWobblog. My midwives hailed from the ALI community (Adoption / Loss/ Infertility), prompting my birth and nourishing me in my early days (and now).

Within a couple of years, I grew bigger and caught the attention of a certain toy company. It sent my creator a cease and desist order which led to a name change for me. My person had already chosen her Appellation Trail name,  Lavender Luz, which ultimately became my name, too, through a second and final name change.

Over the years I got to go to some conferences that were set up just for blogs like me, and my person got to know the people behind so many other fantastic blogs. We all had a grand old time figuring out how to grow and morph and monetize (or not) and connect, and most of all, to own and enjoy our space.

When I was almost 5, I found out I was going to have a younger sibling. Not a brother, not a sister, not even another blog, but a book!

Lori Holden's book on open adoptionMy sibling.

My person has dabbled in other sorts of blogginess — product reviews, writing occasionally for a big time site, writing a regular column locally, and even reading one of my entries in front of a live audience.

8th blog birthday

But she’ll always consider me the heart of her bloggy life.

Yes, this is all very self-indulgent. But what did you expect? I’m EIGHT.   And I’m a BLOG.

Happy Blogoversary to Me

birthday cupcake

So stick with me one more step. I’m asking you for a present. Please indulge me just one bit more and tell me as you munch on a virtual cupcake,

What brings you here?


This post is part of #Microblog Mondays. What’s that? A post that is not too long. Head over to Stirrup Queens to join the fun.

Images courtesy Stuart Miles and digitalart at FreeDigitalPhotos.net

Perfect Moment Monday: Grape Company

I drank wine this month.

Which is not news. I tend to have a glass of wine each evening. It’s as much a treasured daily ritual as my morning cup of coffee is.

holding a glass of wineThe news is who I drank wine with (or maybe the shorter list would be who I didn’t drink wine with). In October, I got to drink wine with far-flung friends in Seattle, Portland, Eugene, San Francisco, and right here at home.

I was a girl who struggled with friendships back when I was my daughter’s age. I was shy, bookish, and I played in the band (not a cool kind of band but a 5th grade concert band — think Target commercial cacophony). I liked getting grounded on the rare occasions I misbehaved because it meant that instead of playing outside with other kids, I could be inside reading the “L” edition of the World Book encyclopedia (it was a relatively skinny one, unlike the massive “M”).

But you know that line from The Sound of Music, in which Maria and the Captain sing to each other in the gazebo? They mention their wicked, miserable pasts but conclude that

Somewhere in my youth or childhood | I must have done something good.

Somehow in the intervening years I have become rich in friends. I mean really, really great people kinda friends. Folks who are good-hearted, smart as whips, and generous in so many ways.

Close friends contribute to our personal growth. They also contribute to our personal pleasure, making the music sound sweeter, the wine taste richer, the laughter ring louder because they are there. — Judith Viorst

Monika,* Heather* and Lucy* opened their homes (and beverages) to me during my Pacific Northwest speaking tour early in the month. Esperanza, Jessica and Luna* shared the grape with me in the San Francisco area when I spoke at Adoption Connection mid-month. I also got to see (and toast) my cousins Debora and Marjan along the way.

After my trips I got to enjoy camaraderie and Cabernet with my hometown Vino Support Group.*

So each time I toasted and sipped with friends here and there, friends near and far, I counted my blessings. My cup — and my heart — runneth over.

(Metaphorically speaking. Don’t wanna waste good wine by actually spilling.)

* A Carol Burnett-type tug on the ear aimed at Nick, Todd & Eddie-Mari-Trey, Al, Mac & J-Z, and Maggie.

Throwing in a few of images of this month’s perfect moments.

BestLight's October 2013 speaking tour album on Photobucket


A happy moment will seed ten thousand more.Notes from the Universe.

Which explains why it’s in my interest (and yours) to notice perfect moments.


Perfect Moment Monday is about noticing a perfect moment rather than creating one. Perfect moments can be momentous or ordinary or somewhere in between.

On the last Monday of each month we engage in mindfulness about something that is right with our world. Everyone is welcome to join.

To participate in Perfect Moment Monday:

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With your Perfect Moment post , you may place this button on your blog (in the post, on the sidebar, or both).What Perfect Moment have you recently been aware of?