My 2-year (crazy!) blog anniversary is tomorrow. But I don’t have anything especially fabulous or deep to say. I keep meaning to post Cool Stuff or Great Ideas or Informative Tidbits. Most days, though, it is just a relief to get from 7 to 7 without anyone in my house having some sort of physical or mental breakdown. We’ve managed that small daily achievement, for the most part, and it’s not good blog material. It’s pretty boring, actually. The “good stuff” is hanging around in draft form, waiting for me to be not quite so exhausted, not quite so perfectionist (’tis the editor in me), and to post the damn things instead of the little distractors that have kept the blog limping along: “Hey, look over there, cuteness!” “Hey, three year olds are funny!” “Hey, I met four bloggers this year!”*

I am not much for resolutions, but if I were, I’d want to take better care of myself physically (more walking, less chocolate for breakfast, figure out a way to eat kosher and organic at the same time), read more books (an upside to the TV writers’ strike!), spend less time yelling, enjoy the kids more, and finish things that I start.

As the year turns over, I’d love to know from my readers (yes, including people who mostly/exclusively lurk): What was the best/most important post you read this year from any blog? It didn’t have to be written this year, but something that you’ve read in the past 12 months that sticks with you and you want to share….links appreciated, but vague recollections are ok too.

I’ll start. My soft spots go to Julie from A Little Pregnant and CCW just for their hysterical slices of life in the face of some Really Serious Crap. Collectively, the community at Ask Moxie make me feel like a less clueless parent every day. It’s really grown this year and the gazillion comments per post can sometimes seem overwhelming, but there is so much kindness and encouragement and good will there.

But the most important post I’ve read this year is this one (see! not written this year!) from Chichimama. (No, I didn’t pick it because she let my kids trash her house.) It really changed my whole attitude about socializing–and the best Mommy friendship I’ve developed is with someone who lives in my building, no less. Playdates in pajamas! Trading off picking up the big girls at school in the icy weather while someone stays home with the toddlers. Swapping a cup of rice for an egg. Commiserating about the school vacation schedule, husbands working long hours, and preschooler attitude. It’s just…nice. And sanity saving. And who can’t use that? 

Next? Pretty please?

* True. And it was fun! The blogger meetup material does not fall into the category of placeholding!