She confessed that, after a while, she started to feel inadequate. The authors of the blogs appear to have spotless homes and churn out a seemingly endless number of projects without ever breaking a sweat.
I totally get what she’s saying. And although I think I’m pretty upfront about my more bozo-ish moments I too tend to present the “magazine/fairy tale” version of my life sometimes.
However, at the risk of upsetting her further, I must confess, I did just whip up this project this morning (you know, after the bluebirds finished dressing me but before the dwarfs left for work). It was so dang easy! Read the rest of this entry