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First things first I suppose, hello all. This is my very first blog and to say I'm a newbie would be an understatement. So here's a little bit about me.

I love to write, read, cook, and DIY. I live in small town, middle of nowhere. More about that later. I am married with two beautiful babies and live on a ranch/farm.

I have a million projects around the house that need to be done. Our house is a 1970's trailer house, although my husband insists that it is a 'modular' home. It is not the house we will be in forever, but for now it is home, so I make do with what I have on a very tight budget. I am not an experienced DIYer, it took me a day and a half to get a basic shelf hung in my bathroom, but I enjoy it.

I also find myself talking to my imaginary audience as I prepare meals after watching cooking shows. Come on, you've done it to.

I am passionate about cooking, although given the girls being nearly three years old and six months, I find it increasingly difficult to get the time in the kitchen the way I would like.

I have been following a handful of blogs for awhile now, and here's what I have taken from them.

1. Blogging is a great resource for getting information out and getting feedback from readers.
2. Blogging is incredibly public and that terrifies me.
3. Blogging can be slightly narcissistic (yes I had to look that up in the dictionary).
4. Blogging holds one accountable.

So here's why I've decided to go for it, given the good and bad. Your phone rings, its your mother, neighbor, friend, insert name here____, and they are going to drop by and visit. You rapidly start throwing toys in bins, taking full arm swoops off the counters and shoving them in drawers. You hastily sweep crumbs off the floor, at least the big pieces that people can see, the rest you sweep under the cabinets for now. You grab the towering pile of mail and push that in a closet too and pray you won't have to open it while your guest is there. You glance at the clock and realize you have five minutes till they arrive and rush to the bathroom, pulling your hair up and putting on mascara. You run back into the front entrance and light a candle to disguise the poopy diapers, muddy shoes, etc, smell. Then you take a deep breath and smile as you open the door for your guests.

Ok, tell me that I'm not the only one who does this? Assuming your still reading, I guess I'm not the only one. Well that feeling of accountability is why I am doing this. I will post my DIY triumphs and failures. My cooking adventures and disasters. It will take me time to figure out all the ins and outs of blogging and to be quite honest, I am not very technelogically advanced.

The next step will be learning how to put up pictures and other fun stuff. Thank you for taking your time to check out my blog. Stop by again soon and see what I've been working on. Feel free to leave a little advice for a newbie like me or share any of your own blog ups and downs!

 

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  1. my love for you is just gushing....simply gushing....Kelly

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  2. You are soooo sweet. Thank you so much. You are the best Kelly!

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