New Year

Ready or not here comes a New Year. Funny how it just sneaks up on some of us. I vow not to make any promises this year to myself or you,my blog friends. This year I will just do my best and that is what we all want,isn't it? to do our best.

As I reflect on last year, there where many things undone. I failed to blog toward the end of the year. I have stressed out trying to be everything to everybody. You know...as women we are programed to think we can do it ALL. Did you know that it can make you SICK when you try to cram it all in. I was really sick and the doctor said most of it was brought on by stress. How can that be? I thought I was hiding it. I thought maybe if I push myself a little harder I can get everything done and be perfect. I have a husband, children, outside job, father, sister, dogs, trying to keep up with a house and a camp two hours away on the weekends, blog, facebook, you get the picture.

I always blogged as a journal for my children to look back on one day, but then when friends started reading that was a little good lagniappe. I LOVE all of the comments. Then I wanted to blog the perfect things, I did not want to disappoint. Oh and then there is my sister, I can't even try to compare to my sister. She is the best, I wanted to blog and have an Esty like hers'. But when could I ever find the time to keep up with her?

So after much thought I realize I need to blog. I miss sitting and just typing how I feel. It will be ok if I don't have anything to sell, or have numbers through the roof and it will be ok to complain about my imperfect world, because this is who I am. This is not my sisters' blog. I can't blog to fit in a certain group, because I love to many different things. Photography, sewing, crafting, decorating my home, cooking. I can tell you that I do pray, I am spiritual and am a very giving soul, but I am NOT perfect. I don't sit in the first pew every Sunday. Sometimes my blog is not going to be a rated 'G'. Sometimes I may want to type the word SHIT and do not want to feel censored.

Now having typed my long pre-New Years post, I hope you will join me in the New Year!(If I have not scared the SHIT out of you)

IMAGINATION (R U OUT THE BOX?)

I have been stuck in IMAGINATION RUT lately... I blame it on no time, and that very well is a great excuse. But I spend HOURS looking at others imagination at work on all these blogs, esty,and yes, visiting peeps in Facebook. Yes I hate to admit it I am now addicted to Facebook. This is why I have not blogged. I come everyday and look at ya'lls but fail to post my own. IMAGINATION RUT.

Your imagination is your preview of life's coming attractions. - Albert Einstein

My goodness, I need to get to my craft room and get out of IMAGINATION RUT, before my coming attractions are like that old brown box at the top of this page.

Have you used your imagination lately? No, putting up the Christmas tree does not count!

I want my IMAGINATION to not be the brown boxes, but look like these bright cheery boxes.

I'd love to read your comments because I do miss and LOVE each and everyone of you, but if you don't comment I understand you maybe imagining what your coming attractions will look like....