I was sitting here trying to reflect on 2008 and I realized I can’t remember a gosh darn thing that happened in 2008. Must of been a pretty exciting year. Thankfully I have a blog to remind me of all the crazy shenanigans we got ourselves in to this year. Let’s take a little stroll through the archives and see what we did in the last 12 months.

We rang in 2007 with a wild and crazy New Year’s party. At our house. With the kids.

Then I got my panties in a wad over some moron’s comments about teen pregnancy. And again over that lunatic, Shirley Phelps-Roper.

Speaking of lunatics, I sent a completely crazy email to my professor. Maybe this is why he left (and moved out of the state) right in the middle of the term.

February began with me locking myself out of my van…hypothetically.

And then my heart grew 10 sizes when I committed a random act of kindness and let a poor college student go after she rammed her car in to my van.

But it didn’t stop me from being a bad mommy.

And February ended with me stuck in a snow bank. Good times.

In March I wrote a letter to my body for BlogHer.

Spencer completely blindsided me with a sex question.

Just for fun I spilled my guts about all of my firsts…boyfriends, cars, roommates, etc. And my love list.

Turns out the mom wars will never end.

In April the tornados rolled in…along with pot smoking weathermen.

As the weather started to get warm (and then cold and then warm and then cold) I bought Skyler a new bathing suit from Old Navy…that came with a little padded surprise.

We got Justis a car for his 16th birthday…well, a matchbox car.

May was an exciting month. Caleb turned six (and wanted spankings for his birthday). And Lee turned 38 with a wonderful day of everyday tasks.

Caleb reminded us about the innocence of childhood.

I tried to be all healthy and environmentally conscious by riding my bike to work and ended up face first in the pavement.

June brought my 34th birthday and floods like we’ve never, ever seen in Iowa before.

Not that I was surprised, but Lee proved just how darn stubborn he can be. Twice.

After much searching we finally got a Wii Fit.

In July we saw Wall-E and were shocked to hear that Wall-E hates fat people.

Vonage stole $30.57 right from my checking account.

And I got a little too drunk at Lee’s 20 year class reunion and ended up taking down a friend in a photo attempt.

In August Keaton turned 14.

I fought Vonage and I won.

In the course of two days MADD completely ticked me off. And then Dubuque Right To Life turned in to a big flaming drama queen.

September was a pretty boring month, but I did admit I’m totally sexist and convinced my daughter she was too girly for wrestling.

In October Skyler & Spencer turned 9. Just one year from double digits. *sigh*

I almost killed myself while exercising.

Skyler got her ears pierced.

Skyler accused me of taking a picture of her rash just for blogging fodder.

In November Caleb lost his very first two.

Lee and I celebrated our 11th wedding anniversary with tattoos and a porno.

Caleb got a big ol’ black eye at school…right before vacation.

We left for our big family vacation to Disney World.

In December we lost our precious kitty cat Jasper. And our hearts are still broken.

The spirit of Santa Claus was saved by us being tightwads all year long.

And the Wii Fit and I broke up.

I can’t wait to see what 2009 brings. Happy New Year!

Santa (whose handwriting looks remarkably like Lee’s) brought me and Lee a Nintendo Wii for Christmas this year. Now we don’t need to fight the kids for a little Wii time. And we can get our Wii Fit freak on any time we want.

We hooked up our new baby last night. Around midnight. Cause nothing says reasonable like a little exercise in the wee hours of the night (or morning?) We had to set up new Wii Fit profiles since it’s a new Wii. I guess we could have just used the old Wii and given the kids the new one, but I didn’t think of that until just now. We needed to start new profiles anyway so we could start at our peak holiday pudginess. That way we can set a good goal. It’s always best to have a goal.

I went first. When I got to the part where it tells me my BMI and weight I nearly fell off the Wii Balance Board. That little white board tries to act all nice and friendly. Giving you helpful tips on working on your balance and getting a good’s night sleep. And then it smacks you across the face with an outright lie about your weight. Stupid balance board.

I was too upset to do any exercises. So instead I comforted myself with a few Christmas sugar cookies.

And then it was Lee’s turn.

He was none to pleased with his weight either. The Wii was even more cruel to him. It changed his little avatar from a sexy little Mii to a pudgy little dude. I think Lee was on the verge of a fist fight with that little white board.

But then it showed his Wii Fit Age. He was 37. 37?!? His real age is 38. So his Wii Fit age makes him a year younger. My Wii Fit age is also 37. Three years older than my real age. And I was in the normal range for BMI where Lee, well, wasn’t. Fucking Wii Fit.

You know I’m a huge sucker [insert sucker joke here] for these reader debate things some magazines include in their pages. Parenting magazine totally hooked me with their mom debate. And now I’ve discovered Shape magazine has a reader debate too. Imagine how giddy I was when I saw this a few months back.

In the current edition of Shape (which is the February 2009 issue — even though it’s not even January yet), the readers debated the following question:

Would you be offended if your partner gave you a gym membership?

Surprisingly (to me at least) 92% said no. I thought for sure more women would be all “is he calling me a fat ass?” But apparently not. I suppose when you ask a question like this in a magazine about getting in shape you should expect to see a lot more yeses. I’m guessing most of Shape’s readers would love a gym membership. Unless they are like me and have a subscription because in theory I will exercise, but in real life I just read healthy magazines while sitting on the couch eating a whole can of Lay’s potato chips and downing a few cans of Squirt.

Oh wait. That’s not entirely true. I do get some exercise thanks to my Shape magazine. I almost pulled a muscle in my bicep tearing out pages of exercises I have yet to try. It’s hard work.

I think we all know what my New Year’s Resolution is.

My favorite Christmas card of the year easily goes to the Spohrs. Love it!

Mitch isn’t exactly thrilled with his Wii and Wii Fit.

Kelley posted a kick ass egg nog recipe.

Cherie interviewed Stephen Viscusi, Author of Bulletproof Your Job.

Black Hockey Jesus can now stop pretending every is ok because it finally is ok.

Shelly met her teenage daughter’s Brad Pitt lookalike boyfriend.

Over at the Peanut Gallery they lost a good friend just before Christmas. Very sad.

The Undomestic Diva totally faked it with the Christmas baking this year.

Working Moms get hit with depression.