Thursday, October 29, 2009

I Swear, I'm Still A Little Ticked At Fall

In case you haven't noticed, I'm not a decorating blogger. I don't have useful tips for selecting the perfect lamp for the charming sideboard.

(Squint your eyes and I swear this picture looks like a quasi-famous folk art painting that I can't quite place.)

I'm not a food blogger. I'm intimidated by a whole chicken and I only recently (with a lot of supervision and guidance) figured out pie crust from scratch.

I'm not a crafting blogger. I don't have a studio. I don't have an Etsy.

And while we're at it, I'm not even a Mommy blogger. I'm trying to figure something new out every single day. I do not have answers. And I don't even really care to vent.

My point?

I'm supposed to have a point?

My point is that I'm a whole lot of miscellany. I defy categorization. I like the freedom I have to talk about whatever the heck I want to on here. Mostly, I like to talk about all of the beauty that surrounds me daily. It contents me. (Yep, it's a word. At least on here it is.)

I have no agenda (other than the hope of meeting my all-time favorite celebrity, but I'll save that for another day). I feel no pressure to be thematic and organized. (You hadn't noticed?)

I have full autonomy in determining the appropriate number of parenthetical statements for any particular post. (I'm thinking I could use a few more here...)

I am the ruling authority on whether or not to show you my recent "Snack of Shame", which is really not shameful at all, but which will probably cause some of you to question my culinary opinion moving forward.

I can affect a Southern twang at will, and for no apparent reason, ya'll.

Freedom is truly the cat's meow.


Have a look at how others surround themselves with beauty at Melissa's Inspired Room link-up!