Welcome to my little ol' blog. I'll be upfront about it: I don't blog very often any more. If you found your way here because you read my book "Trailer Life," have a gander! But it's easier to keep up with me on Instagram or on my Facebook page. I have this long, drawn out theory on why I'm a terrible blogger, but that is a story for another day. Enjoy the ramblings of my life from the last 8 years or so.

Thursday, January 2, 2014

Happy New Year!

I love the New Year. I think it's because I'm a goal oriented type of person, or maybe I like official "start" dates. But one thing I do know, it that I love the New Year! It's a time to:

-reflect on everything that has happened and how far we've come

-look ahead and see all the options before us, and decide where we want to go

-organize some stuff

-count your blessings of the past year

-forge a path for the new year

Yup, that's me. A path-forger.

Not really. And looking back over the years at this blog, I have realized I have set many goals and have had many ideas. A lot of them were quit...sewing business anyone? Hello! I don't even remember how to use my serger. Reality sometimes bites me in the butt and reminds me of what is really important, and I think in my sleep deprived younger motherhood years I wanted to be ambitious and do it all. Now I know I can't. And, that some talents are easier than others...and let's face it, I'm an ever-evolving person who is still finding her niche in life. I think I've got it, and it only took about 15 different people over a few years to repeatedly remind me of some things.

Here's to a New Year!

Fun Conversation of the day:

Jessie (age 5 1/2) was picking at her big toe nail. I ask her, "Are you picking your toe nail?"
"Eww. That's gross," is my reply.
"Well, at least it's not with my mouth."

She's a little gross. She's also the one who saw my tile scrubber in my shower and asked if that was "a special scrubber for Dad, so he can clean his hairy armpits?"

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