Sometimes Less Really Is More


My blog is due to launch in just under six weeks and I am once again scrambling on what it is that I really want my blog to be about. I know I want a blog about creativity, but I am afraid I may have bitten off more than I can chew. I have to narrow the niche. My biggest problem with that is that I have already started telling everyone about my big blog launch and how it encompasses all those fantastic creative areas. To put it plainly, my biggest problem is the fear of looking foolish before I even get started.

Ouch. I have three options:

  1. Swallow my pride now and do what I know I can do. 
  2. Fail miserably at trying to do more than I capable of doing. 
  3. Throw up my hands, give up, and cover my head with a blanket. 


Option one sounds best - even if it is a bit chilly in here.




Caroling, Anybody?

I have never had the awesome experience of answering a knock on the door to a group of people who were there just to sing for me. I there are people who complain about carolers this time of year, but I am one of those who would love to be serenaded by people singing Christmas songs. As a matter of fact, I would probably get tears in my eyes and maybe even join in.

That brings me to the question, have you or would you ever be part of a group of carolers? I would love to say that I would, but unless I'm spending Christmas in the south, I would be far too cold to enjoy it.

Merry Christmas, everybody! If you want to carol outside my home, come on over! I'll even make you some hot chocolate.


Baby It's Cold Outside

When I grow up, I am going to be a snow bird.  
Winter is for crazy people
You know - summers up north and winters down south? I grew up in Michigan, lived in Arizona for a while, and am now I'm back in minus zero temps. I don't like it one tiny bit. 

 I am hoping my husband sees fit to join me when I go. I'd hate to do it alone. I'd miss him.