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Folllow Along on Pinterest and Instagram

Technology is not my jam.

In fact, it generally makes me want to scream expletives at my computer.

But today I conquered technology two for two and I am excited.

If you haven't noticed it yet,  I now have a link up to my Instagram and Pinterest accounts! Check out the pics to your right, (my right is your right, right?)

Anyways, you can follow me on Pinterest if you want to see my inspirations for Lucky or follow me on Instagram and see what I've been up to!

I'm excited to branch out a bit, and show you another side of where my ideas come from!

Well that's it for today. I am technologically spent! I'm going to go do something hands on, like hang the kitchen cabinet doors or make a gallery wall! Way more fun for me than widgets and html's... bleh!

Thanks for stopping by today!

P.S. I followed this tutorial for the Pinterest link and this one for Instagram! I literally couldn't have done it without them!


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  1. Thanks for the links to the tutorials for Pinterest & Instagram! I have yet to set up my blog. At this rate I am not sure it will ever happen :-) I read Edie and I clicked on your name.

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    1. Setting up the technical stuff is the hardest part for me, so I try and share any helpful links I find! Glad you stopped by today. Go ahead and jump, start your blog, even if you're scared!

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