any project going for five years means that it matters to you, that the inputs required are justified by the results. I feel that way about my blog; and that the longer I keep it going, the more I like it, because it keeps growing and I can go back and dig through more of our personal history. I'm never quite sure why other people read it, and I certainly don't expect anyone other than me to be interested in past years and months of posts, but last year I pulled out some highlights up to two years old, like a sort of baby book from blog birth (May '03) to toddler-aged. I thought I'd try another archive dive for the remaining three years, the posts that stand out for me among the mundane kid photos and repetitive weekend reports. Consider it a greatest-hits album from a washed-up blogger.
2005, which really makes me wish Ezra was three right now. I started up a local activism site early in the year and wrapped up Christmas. I was thinking about how to make Summerland great and Slow Food. Angelo and I tried Merritt for the first time with great success. Myron and Tracey joined us in Vancouver to see U2 in May '05. Ella was talking and the Scots invaded. July was great as usual, and I was smart enough to take my vacation at home in August -- we also hit Apex with A&E. I reported on a hodgepodge of good times, spent some time thinking about my roots, learned to can fruit, and we all ran away from bears. October found me getting plenty of exercise after returning from Greg and Sophie's wedding. A&E fit in a pre-winter visit and we hit Rebellion for the first time. I played Rollie Monster with the girls. December sounded decent, with the obligatory Christmas post taking up the most space.
2006, this post-modern Mennonite turned 33 and the photos on the site improved a lot due to a new camera. Greg and Sophie visited in spring (and I added more photos later). I had an artistic epiphany before a weekend trip to Vancouver (and again). That summer we decided to
sell our townhouse in Summerland, eventually sold it and moved here to Bill's house. We hosted both Friesen families and sent Ivy off to Kindergarten in September. After celebrating Ella's third birthday, we enjoyed autumn swims and embraced Halloween. Christmas '06 stood out in a winter where I was gone to Los Angeles for work a lot.
2007 I was back in California, but not for work -- I hit Monterey for a design conference. The family made it back to Vancouver and I pondered mortality. The girls survived a daddy-daughter weekend and I discovered the Okanagan mountain goats while predicting the progress of the 2006 NHL playoffs. Ivy learned to ride her bike and Angelo and Esther came out, one of many great visits -- this was the era of Tannis and Esther comparing bellies. I somehow discovered a peculiar face in some forest fungi. Tannis and I took a day trip through the South Okanagan when she was nine months pregnant. Nostalgia buffs enjoyed my rock 'n roll reminiscing with band footage from 1993 and by mid-summer we were hosting the action-packed Pletts.
welcomed Ezra into the world, then Imogene shortly after. Somewhere in there, I got to hang out with old friends Milt and Dan, who could probably be best friends in some other life. We saw Tegan and Sara before sending Ivy off to Grade 1. Ella turned four (and rode her new bike without help), and joined us on our Vancouver Island trip in October with the Eidses. Angelo also met me in Merrit for some riding and pubbing. By December I was posting vignettes and gearing up for Christmas in Winnipeg.
2008, but we've already packed in some good living. January and February were all about skating season. By March I was fixated on personality types and voicing my Luddite perspective on cameras. Around the time I was explaining what I do for a living, I got a new bike and we visited two hot springs in Nakusp while picking up Tannis's new ride. Penticton's Fest-of-Ale rounded out the April goodness.
It's fun to skim through my past like this and see patterns and holes. When I added the Dr. Seuss tagline a couple years ago, it was a direct reflection of the purpose of the site -- to record the bits of fun and beauty of our lives. As a result, it is an incomplete history, entirely omitting and ignoring the stresses, ugliness and boring routines of normal life. Truth be told, I don't really think we've had our share of down times, but the near-total lack of negativity in these pages does start to look like a delusion. Also, I was being a little facetious before about the mundane kid photos. I know that my most loyal handful of readers come here exclusively for those, and after going through 36 months of posts, I don't feel like I've let them down. Safe to say, the Hiebert children are well represented.
Thanks again to those of you who do drop in and leave comments. These things are fun, and fun is good.