I love
my blog. Is that vain? Oh well, it's true. I admit that I look at my very own blog a few times each day. I love every bit of information & every photo that I post on my website. I love what I've set up here. It's mine. It's one of my babies. I especially love to take a look back though the archives at photos of my little Sadie, or my pregnant belly, or a dinner I made. I love being able to reread my words & re-live exactly how I was feeling at the time.

I also love so very much the connection that I have with all my blog buddies. I love being a part of your lives through the computer screen & I love that you are a part of my life as well in this crazy internet world.
Check out some of my readers & buddies:
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Cherine bought the adorable vintage apron pictured above from my etsy shop. When I saw that she had purchased it, I was so excited I did a mental back flip (cause I could never do that in real life, could you imagine the results). Cherine is so cute as is the apron & I knew they would make a wonderful pair. Plus I thought her dark coloring would look divine with a sweet blue patchwork apron. I think I was right.
*I just stumbled upon
Ollie through my stat counter. I was flattered to read that I had inspired her to sew & to look for old fabric to repurpose. Check out the amazing projects she's recently completed. What a great seamstress.
*I've also been thinking a lot about
Janae lately. Janae has just gone through a brand new baby & a move across the country, just like I did a few months ago. I love her openness about feeling overwhelmed. We all feel this way. Recently I was telling a friend about how I feel like I'm constantly neglecting something in my life. I focus on my kids or my crafts & my chores are neglected. I focus on my chores & my kids are neglected. I focus on staying on top of everything for everybody & I'm neglected. It makes me think of the starfish story:
Once a man was walking along a beach. The sun was shining and it was a beautiful day. Off in the distance he could see a person going back and forth between the surf's edge and the beach. Back and forth this person went. As the man approached he could see that there were hundreds of starfish stranded on the sand as the result of the natural action of the tide.
The man was stuck by the the apparent futility of the task. There were far too many starfish. Many of them were sure to perish. As he approached the person continued the task of picking up starfish one by one and throwing them into the surf.
As he came up to the person he said, "You must be crazy. There are thousands of miles of beach covered with starfish. You can't possibly make a difference." The person looked at the man. He then stooped down and pick up one more starfish and threw it back into the ocean. He turned back to the man and said, "It sure made a difference to that one!"
I often feel like I will never do everything I need to. I'll never get all these starfish back in the ocean. But every little bit that I do does make a difference. I try to focus on what I have done that is good & fulfilling to me & my family. I try not to get down on myself for what I haven't done. And get this, the honest to goodness, down right dirty truth is.....there is a piece of paper that is currently STUCK to my dining room table. A watercolor painting that Sadie made. It's been there a few days & she's eaten cereal & spilled milk on it a few times.....anyway....it's plastered there. I have been focusing on writing a talk for church (yeah, that's my excuse) & I haven't even tried to get it off yet. There, you have it. Really, I wasn't going to share this on my blog, but I needed to. That one's for you Janae!
Oh, one more thing! The starfish story is exactly how I feel about living a green life as well. Every little thing I do to care for the environment makes a difference. :)