The thing is, I'm not kidding.
I think often about how I would love to make my own fantastic way into the world. I would like to blaze my trail into the world through my words, photography, and connections to everyone through social media. I love it, sitting here and writing to whomever is reading. If I had more time, I would sit down every day with a cup of coffee, turn up my music and write away for hours while I find lovely tidbits for y'all to read. But my real job keeps getting in the way of such fun.
After I had Jack, I found the world of bloggers through mom blogging. That first summer home with an infant, I spent my days feeding, rocking, and reading (or watching if you are counting momversation.com) lots and lots of mom blogs. As he is growing, I've branched out. I read food blogs. Gardening blogs. Fashion blogs. There are so many fabulous, smart, fun people out there writing that I cannot get enough of it. I have my daily roll I go through, and each weekend I play catch-up. Then I find another one to add to my list.
This weekend, I was reading Sally McGraw's list of lovely links and stumbled across a new blog via this post about the merits of dreaming small. Sarah's piece about being the best little fish you can be, really struck a chord with me. Here I am, running around like a chicken with my head cut off...working a full-time job, being a wife, mom, friend, sister, daughter. Then I try to do things like gardening, quilting, blogging, baking, canning, and more on top of it. Somewhere I decided I wanted this blog (that I love and adore) to be big. And I mean BIG. But it doesn't have to be. It can just be a good little blog that it's readers love to read, I love to write, and is good.
So, I promise you, darling readers, that I will always write my best. I will only write when I have time to. I won't write when I should be playing with my son, or doing laundry. (okay, I'm totally lying about the laundry part) I will shower anyone who comes here with love, and pass along good tidbits about things I adore about home, family, the Midwest, and more.
Even if I stay the tiniest little fish in the whole of Lake Erie.
