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International Blog Delurking Week 2016


Mel says that it is International Delurking Week. And I too would love to know who all are here.

So please, whether you are a regular commenter or someone who reads but does not comment, I would just love a show of hands that says, "Hi Elsie, I am here."

Maybe you can tell me a little bit of what you plan to do in 2016. Are you excited about this year? Or you may not answer and just leave a Hello.

And thank you for being here.




(Image taken from Mel)

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  1. Saying hi and sending love. Today and always! ;)

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  2. Hello! I'm delurking to tell you I intend to run my first ultra marathon this year!

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    1. Oh Wow! Hello there....And thank you for choosing to delurk. May you have an awesome experience at the marathon.

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  3. I am here. Plans for 2016... I'm teaching myself another programming language.

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  4. *waves* Hello!

    2016 should be AMAZING compared to Oct. 2014-Oct.2015, in which we moved internationally (again), I started a new job, my husband sold his company, he started a new job, and we bought a house.

    We hope to be moved in by the end of Feb., and then....nothing. We'll just be there, living our lives, in great jobs, with a house, in a place we don't intend to leave ever. It is an amazing thought.

    [hmmm, the LJ connector isn't working. This is aryanhwy, if you couldn't tell.]

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    1. May you shift into your home real soon. Enjoy this year and the rest!

      I recognized you!

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  5. I don't lurk, but I have been offline a bit. I'm thinking 2016 is not starting off as well as I would have hoped. I will refrain from complaining, but I'm hoping that things only go upwards from here.

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    1. I guess I would share the same judgement for the year. I hate the direction it is showing.

      Hoping yours improves, from this point on!

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