New and possibly improved

I've been toying with the idea of switching to Vox. I have the account, I have the blog, I have the way-cooler-than-this template. It's almost as if Blogger read my mind and made the new beta available to me today. So I'll try the new blogger beta for a bit, and continue the Vox contemplation. Now watch me tag like I've never tagged before.

Happy Bloggiversary!

A great big cheer for one whole year! My oh my, how the time does fly. It seems like just yesterday I posted my first blog entry. That was a whole entire year ago! Pretty soon my blog will be eating solid foods and asking to borrow the car keys.



I love my blog.

Here's a look at some of the highlights of Deborah's Den--Year One:

Ozzy's Root Canal

The Election (AKA That of Which We Shall Not Speak)

Michael Fau Loved Hats

Remembering Those Good 'Ol Days

The Mickey Rooney Rock

That One Time I Got A Bunch Of Page Views

The Rear-End Chronicles

The Infamous Chocolate & Cheese Post

How Do I Love My Blog? Let Me Count The Ways.

Are They Not Dogs?

Honestly, I love this blog. I love that my colleagues, friends, family, and complete strangers stop by every so often to see what's going on...and like a gruesome car crash, they can't turn away. I love that my pets have become celebrities in my own little world. It's a place where the things I find funny or interesting are the chosen topics of conversation (or rambling monologue). I don't mean to sound purely egotistical, but what is a blog (at least this type of blog) if not an extension of the blogger's ego? And hey, my ego's a pretty nice place to hang out every so often. Sometimes, there's donuts.

Ozzy loves Moblog

Freedom is very important to the Oz. He is a butterfly. That's why he loves Moblog.

Everyday is Blog Appreciation Day

I love my blog. I mean, I looooooooooove my blog. I love sharing pictures of my dogs wearing my knitted goods. I love sending shout-outs to those friends who have birthdays and those who have babies. I love giving readers the opportunity to hear the soundtrack of my life, because after all, I have impeccable taste in music. For instance, I spoke with a very nice professor from Boston University earlier this week, and have had Jonathan Richman in my head ever since. These are things worth sharing. Nay, these are things which must be shared, it is imperative, lest the brilliance that is my daily life go un-chronicled, un-read, un-clicked upon.

I like to spend about 15 minutes or so blogging after lunch. It's a great way to transition between food intake and productive output. A little concentrated, focused creativity, and I'm good to go. (Sometimes, I'll check my stats on sitemeter if I need a little ego stoking. Hey, even 6 page view sends me over the top, 'cause I know that my mom can't be responsible for more than 5 of them...)

So today, when Blogger was down for 45 minutes for scheduled maintenance this afternoon, I was sad. I may have even let out a barely audible whimper.

I never want my blog to become one of the many fantastic things in my life that I take for granted. I've already got too many of those, and decreasing that number is already pretty high up on my List.

So here's to you, blog of my heart. Blog of my job, blog of my life, blog of my mind and my spirit. Here's to you.