I've been blogging for 2 years, 2 months, and 6 days. I've written 768 blog entries. (Well, 769 now.) I've had 2467 comments.

Wow.

Who'da thunk it?

I'm all into numbers these days. I guess with my 30th birthday looming ahead (3 weeks and 5 days away!), I am a bit preoccupied with the digits that surround me. Numbers frame my life; they are substantial and measurable. Predictable. Reliable. It's nice to have that sometimes. There are plenty of unexpected things in life, things I can't control. Having these certainties makes me feel better, and I occasionally like to shuffle through them all. Condensing the details in my life down to numbers appeals to my inner minimalist.

Here are the ones tottering about today:

2 weeks until a trip to Atlanta for a wedding.
9 dollars to save with a different phone company.
2 weeks to 6 months for my brother to get into "bootcamp".
6 inches around my wrist makes me normal.
2 days until Wrenn starts school.
3 carseats in the back.
9 months until Patrick graduates.
3 miles I'm running every day.
4 cans of juice in the pantry.
2 loads of laundry left to do.
1 too many tequila shots the other day (okay, maybe 5 too many).
2 overdue birthday presents to mail, and
15 seconds till I hit the "publish" key.

Groovy.