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Yeah, I’m on vacation today, but thank goodness for pre-posting. By the time you read this post Babboo and I will flying on a plane, all by ourselves, to visit my family.

Okay so I know it’s already well into 2008.

Bear with me.

Today I’m going to borrow an idea from FluentBrittish and paste the first lines from the first post of every month in 2007; with commentary, of course.

January 2007

I’ve had the last 4 days off from work. And before that, I had another 4 day weekend. I go back to work tomorrow. I should be enjoying this time off today. But I’m not. I’m dreading tomorrow morning.

Nobody likes going back to work after having so many glorious days off for Christmas. Especially when you won’t have another holiday until May. But while I was taking it easy during my days off, The King was working full time building our new house. (The new house that will be completed in 2008.)

February

As I mentioned in yesterday’s post, I found my ex-husband’s profile on MySpace. That’s what MySpace is good for, right?

Wow. What a way to start the year. So I found my ex’s Myspace page. Seeing it reminded me that I was happy to no longer be married to him. I was also reminded at how hard my divorce was. Long live The King. And death to divorce.

March

I walked out of my apartment building this morning and began my 4 block walk into the office. I noticed one of the security guards from my office building walking the same route. He’s a tall, dorky kind of guy that I’ve seen around, but never talked to. I’m sure he’s a nice enough guy, I’ve just never had a reason to talk to him.

And then the security guard proceeded to raced me into work. It was odd. I still see him in my building from time to time and wonder if he remembers me.

April

It hasn’t been verified yet, but I think The King caught some sort of eye funk from the internet. I’m not naming names or anything. But you know who you are.

I don’t remember what officially was wrong with The King’s eye. But his doctor figured it out and treated him. Which was good, since I was pretty sick of having to look at this every morning:

May

The scene is a local coffee house/bakery. Saturday night out with friends. Just hanging out, eating cupcakes and talking about our weeks. My friend, who works in a dentist office, tells us that her office was broken into. They were trying to steal the nitrous oxide.

What can I say, I’m as big as a tank of nitrous oxide. And I enjoy eating cupcakes.

June

It all started over seven years ago when The King and I were first introduced. Being as we lived in different states the majority of our initial courting took place over the internet and on the phone.

The King and I still do most of our communication via e-mail. Hey, it’s what works for us. (I’m thinking that once the house is done we’ll actually get to see each other face to face.)

July

Welcome to Monday morning. (Hey, it’s still morning here on the West Coast.) And since it’s still early-ish, we’re all about the bullet points. To borrow from loveisblonde, I present you with what I’m thinking about right.this.second.

And then I went on to talk about the 4th of July pool party we were throwing and the fact that I was going to finally get to meet Rhett Miller, (lead singer of my favorite band the Old 97’s) in just a few days. (Here’s hoping I’ll actually get to see Rhett Miller perform in ‘08!)

August

I haven’t even started to type this post and already I feel like I shouldn’t. But I just got back from BlogHer where we talked about staying true to ourselves. And dude, this is true life.

This month we found out that Babboo’s school was getting a new management company. We later learned that tuition would go up almost 22%! At this rate we’ll never be able to afford having another kid. (We are also hoping to get him into a cheaper school, closer to the new house. Which will be done in ‘08.)

September

I know what you’re thinking, “What is Isabel doing posting today? Isn’t she on vacation this entire week!?” You’re right, I am on vacation this week. But just because I’m away from a computer for over a week spending time with my little family, it doesn’t give me the right to ignore you, my faithful readers.

Again, I love pre-posting. The first week of September my little family and I were on vacation in Washington DC and New York City. While we were away I decided to do a week full of “how-to” posts. I am still very proud of the way they turned out. The first one was a “how-to” post I did on how to give yourself a french manicure. (I’m curious if anyone actually tried this at home?)

October

Friday night, before heading out to have dinner with friends, Babboo and I stopped over at our new house to check on the latest going-ons. Behold, we have a concrete driveway!

The driveway over at the new house was poured. I’m always excited about any type of progress over there. (We stopped by to check the new house out yesterday after church. The King poured the concrete for our counter tops and I got to see how they looked. They look awesome, BTW.)

Graduation day is typically the last time you ever set foot in your high school. You walk out the front door with your yearbook, your backpack and the contents of your locker with the hopes of never returning.

I was getting ready to visit my high school the next week and so my days spent at SHS were on my mind. I admit I didn’t hate high school. And that’s okay.

You know how we talked about my oncoming gray hair in my last post? I mentioned my dad’s gray hair. What I didn’t mention is that my dad started going gray at seventeen. Dude, seventeen is way too early to be finding gray hairs.

My dad is one of my favorite guys, so anytime I get to talk about him I’m happy. He’s a good dad and a awesome Santa, thanks to his gray hair.

There you have it….a very brief look back at 2007 here at hola,isabel. I’ve learned that I usually start the month with the most boring posts ever.

Maybe in 2008 I should try for a little more of the dramatics.

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In case you forgot, today is Wednesday. Which means I posted over at SeattleMomBlogs. So go and read all about what happened when I went out to work with my female coworkers.