things i'm afraid to tell you...
The purples and greens are the beginnings of purple beans growing in the garden. It wasn't until I saw a link to a post on my twitter feed that today's post came together though.
When I started to blog my intention was to just take a photo a day and develop my skills and style. That was quite some time ago. A simple mac blog turned into a blogger blog and lately I've been thinking about moving to another format.
Inspired and a borrowing of words from this post, I feel like peeling back a layer, being a little "naked and free" if you will.
Cat puke is a part of my life, weekly, although you won't ever see a photo of it here. Ladybug has a sensitive stomach and after many appointments and different food experiments we seem to have finally found one that settles her tummy.
When I was an elementary school teacher I felt confined and boxed in by the curriculum and bell schedule, but now I wonder if working on my business at home has given me too much freedom, too much time to not get done what I want to get done.
I crave to expand my shop to more than photographs and photograph related items but find myself discouraged when new items don't sell quickly and then I very quickly lose the motivation.
Unless you grew up in the same house with me or live with me now you wouldn't know that I have a hot head, a very hot head.
The word "poop" is my word. I find it funny and have a small collection of magnets using the word that my family has given me.
I didn't finish reading the Harry Potter series. It just took too long for that final one to come out so Case summarized it for me.
Sometimes I feel very discouraged because of all the gorgeous blogs and work I see out there so much so that I avoid twitter, blog feeds and the internet in general for days because I feel inferior. Am I really all full up on my "online presence" or is this the real reason I'm not on Pinterest, too...
I have never filled my own gas tank. There I said it.
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