Monthly Archives: September 2011

And We’re Back

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You guys, my blog (and, in fact, my entire site) disappeared Thursday evening and it was gone until late Friday night. I went over 24 hours without a presence on the interwebs. It was traumatic. If my blog were kissable, I would have kissed it when it came back online.

A reenactment of my joy upon finding my blog restored

For a while, I wasn’t sure I’d be able to get it back. So, I had back-up plans:

  1. Say “screw it all anyway” and never blog again.
  2. Reinvent myself, possibly as a mommy blogger… without kids. (See how I twisted that? Genius.)
  3. Buy asscake.org and cash in on my SEO. (Thanks for the idea, Brandon.)
  4. Change my name, dye my hair, quit my job, move to Fort Fisher and live in the hermit bunker. (Yes, I briefly considered this, all as a result of my blog disappearing.)

Luckily, it’s all back to normal today. The sun is shining, fall is here, and I am still Sonja Foust: Blogger, Author, Internet Dork. All is right with the world.

All The Cool Kids Are Doin’ It

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Know who else purged her closet in the spirit of Project 333?

Mari Freeman: She wrote about it, and took pictures, too! Looks great, Mari!

My mom: I sent her home with a bunch of clothes from my cleaned out closet, and she got rid of an equivalent amount of her stuff to make room for the new.

My sister: She had to get rid of some stuff because she got too skinny for it. Poor thing.

My friend Laura, who said, “… it felt so GOOD to pack up and give up all that stuff I’d been hanging onto.”

My Twitter bud Lisa: She says, “I went through my closet and purged 3 bags of stuff to donate to Purple Heart (after purging 5 bags of donations in May). I had shoes from the 11th grade. Which was 14 years ago.”

Who else? Did I miss you? Tell me! I want to hear about it!

Everything You Never Asked About Hypothyroidism

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Folks, I’m not a doctor. I don’t even play one on TV. And I didn’t stay at a Holiday Inn Express last night. But I have to tell you, I’ve had so many conversations with people lately about this one thing, that I feel like I need to do a public service announcement. I’m about to get on my soapbox and rant a little. But, read it, you might learn something…

Firstly, for the broader public, I want to say please be sure to know your body. Know what’s normal for you, and notice when things change. Tell someone. Tell your doctor. And then if you still don’t feel right and you know something’s wrong, even after your doctor tells you it’s nothing to worry about, pursue it! You know your body better than anyone else, including your doctor, and you need to be your own advocate. (It’s not your doctor’s job to know you intimately. She sees you once a year for 20 minutes if you’re lucky. Just because she sticks stuff up your hooha, it doesn’t mean she knows you better than you know yourself. Trust me.)

I say that to specifically say that I’ve had a bunch of people approach me about hypothyroidism lately, especially if I mention it at all in conversation. It’s a condition that affects “an estimated twenty million Americans, possibly even more” (Shomon, p 4). And yet, doctors don’t tell you anything about it, even if you’re diagnosed with it. Another huge percentage of people are actually affected by hypothyroidism, but are never diagnosed.

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