I have lots of dreams. They include everything from sheep to road bikes to my dog actually listening to me...
I also LOVE to take pictures. I mean LOVE. Sometimes I go weeks without taking a single picture. Weird right? Why not do something I feel that passionately about, everyday?
Here are some of my most recent pictures:
I live in Wisconsin and feel blessed that there are so many beautiful things for me to take pictures of. When you're obsessed with barns and farm animals like I am, they're but a country road away!
I'm going to slowly try to find myself again. For the hundredth time. I am sorry if that is all I write about here on this blog now, but hey - blogs are journals of a sort. They just happen to be public ;)
January 2014. I'm supposed to be uber fit, an organic farmer and self employed by now.
I. Am. None. Of. Those. Things. Not even one. For a while, I felt like a big loser, but then I realized:
Ugh. Yep, it's all me. I wish. A LOT. I DO. Very little. I have no one or no where to place the blame, but on me. I have the tools and the knowledge, I choose to ignore both and do nothing. It all comes down to choices.
How do I start? Where do I start?
At the beginning. AGAIN.
-So, I've joined Weight Watchers (I wonder if there is a record for how many times a single person has started and stopped Weight Watchers? I'd probably win).
-I'm planning my garden and new chicken coop.
-I'm baking bread today (yes, I realize this may impact WW, but homemade bread!!!)
-I'm beginning to make what I can, whether it be food or beauty products.
Too much all at once? I have no idea. Will I fail? I certainly hope not.
I'm not sure where I found this, but thank you whoever you are!
My two younger daughters have birthdays this weekend. They are two years minus a day apart. Blech! I feel for them, but hey, God's will.
Anyway, they are turning 13 and 15 and NEITHER OF THEM WANTED A CAKE. No cake. For a birthday. No birthday cake. Huh. I did not make a cake. I did try convincing them (because, well, it's cake), but nope. I didn't see the point in making cakes if they would only eat a tiny piece to make me feel good and then I'd have all of that cake staring at me. For days.....
For those of you who aren't crafty or live under a rock if you are in the sewing world, Quilt Market is in Portland this weekend. I am soooo jealous. It is a trade show, only open to those who own shops, pattern makers, fabric makers, etc. Someday, I intend to go to quilt market. If you'd like to see some fabric/quilt eye candy, google spring 2013 quilt market. Be prepared, it's awesome…