My Blog style

I don't have actual style, I'll be the first to admit it, Justin will agree. I prefer to wear "free" clothes (ones that came from some tournament or being a member of a team) to work clothes. However, since I became a Mom and a professional (each happened within a few weeks of the other), I've tried to get a little more style. I'm working on it...

Thank you to everyone who said very positive things about "my look" with long or short hair. I appreciate it. The short has a lot more fans than I thought! I still don't know how easy it would be to get done all fancy for a wedding. Perhaps I will pay a visit to Angelica, my hair dresser and hair consultant (I don't think that she knows she is that, I just made it up right now...) to see what she thinks I could do for "wedding-fancy".

Anyhow, this post wasn't supposed to be about that... it's supposed to be about my style in reading blogs. Now... I read a lot of blogs. Scratch that. A LOT of blogs. As in, many many. As in, I procrastinate. I love to read what other people (mostly women) have to say about their families and their lives. I feel like I truly have grown by reading the things that you have shared.

Very rarely will I read a new blog and not leave a comment. I like people to know that I've been there. Maybe it's my "centre-of-attention" problem, I'm not sure... I just wanted to say that I love getting your comments and seeing the hits go up on my site meter. Thank you for taking the time to visit, or to comment. It is pretty cool to feel like I have friends all over the world. Because. I do. I call all of you readers my friends (especially if I actually know that you read my blog, either because we've discussed it or you've commented). I feel fortunate to have "met" you and I think of you often. Is that creepy? Because, I just want to let you know that I am not a creep, but in fact... well, I'm just not a creep, okay?

Read about me. Learn about my tree-saving attempts, my rookie greenhouse and gardening fun, my adventure of meeting my husband, and my labour of love... It's all fun. Watch my son grow, enjoy it. Enjoy him. We all know that I do. Annnnddd.. now I'm rambling.

It's funny how you can read someone's blog for a long time and comment lots, but then they comment on yours and it makes you so excited. Yippeee a new friend! Thank for the comment, Teresa.