Sunday, June 5, 2011


Or if you're not from Chicago, you would say hundred.  Ya think da Cubs can win a hunnerd this year?  It must be a hunnered degrees out dere.  This would be my hunnerdth post.   I bet someone is putting the finishing touches on a party for me right now.  Maybe with a hunnerd balloons.  Or a hunnerd cupcakes.  Or filling an envelope with a hunnered bucks. 

I initially wanted this blog to be called Party of One.  That's what Big Daddy says to me all the time when I crack myself up.  He'll say, "Kathy, party of one.  Kathy, party of one."  That blog name was taken so I decided on A Speckled Trout after my dad,who always called me that.

Over the weekend, several people told me that they love reading this blog.  They read it every day and they're not my mom or my husband.  Since the point in doing this was to get my writing out there to be read, I don't know why I'm always surprised to hear that, but I am.  Every single time.  Surprised and so touched that my throat catches and I have to work hard at not crying.  #100 is a shoutout to you for taking the time to stop by here and then taking the time to tell me.  I threw a paycheck away to find out if I was any good at this and on a daily hourly minute-to-minute basis, I question that decision.  Today I will eat a cupcake and simply be thankful. 

Source: None via Emily on Pinterest


  1. Congrats! 100 posts - that is awesome! Keep them coming - Pleaseeeee!

  2. You are a wordsmith of the highest degree.
    I hope to read 100 more tales from a Speckled Trout!! Congrats