What If . . .

Just a repost of a picture I saw on another blog accompanied by a post about ladies, and shallow guys and ......loving yourself, I suppose. Good stuff. : )

Happy Weekend!

Blog Awards-courtesy of Hiking in Stilettos

The lovely lady behind Hiking in Stilettos (her name escapes me, apologies!!) extended these blog awards to all of her readers and I thought they were extremely sweet, so I decided to take advantage of her kind invitation and post myself!

Name your three best memories:

Sitting on my bed with my mom showing her my button "collection" when I was ten.

Buying my Vans checkerboard slip-ons when I turned fifteen. (such a classic-I still have those shoes, and every time I wear them (yes, I still do) they bring back all kinds of fun memories)

The last time Autumn, Hannah and I spent the night together and we were doing all kinds of weird dance moves. : )

Name five things you can't live without:

Diet Dr. Pepper (duh)

mascara

wonderful friends/family around me to give me good advice

piano

bread-I'm such a carb-lover!!

What is the best thing about being a woman?

being able to bat my eyelashes and people do whatever I asked them to. : )

Name four of the best fiction books you have ever read:

Jane Eyre

Alice in Wonderland

Ender's Game

Skellig

State an interesting fact about yourself:

I like blowing bubbles...until I get light-headed. Seriously, it's something I never grew out of....

Kisssing.....

I saw this photo on Joanna's blog, and fell in love. So this is just me re-posting!!

Photo courtesy of Kissssing.

Doodles pour vous

I love the notebook doodles. She does really amazing stuff with her kooky handwriting and great photos and incredible drawing ability. I just now found this other incredible thing that she did waaaaaaay back in Christmastime '09. 100 Doodles from Me to You. Some---no-ALL of them made me smile, especially the ones with the paraphrased Bible verses, or songs to them.

It just made my night, that's all-so I wanted to share it. ☺

I hope you're good at reading maps...

Found this pic on Hiking in Stilettos blog, and couldn't resist sharing!!

Blogging..... sometimes it's okay to NOT think too hard about it

SO I was reading on A Cat of Impossible Colour this afternoon, and she posted this bit of post from her friend's blog. I thought it was pretty hilarious, so I figured I'd pass it on:

"The non-internet equivalent of blogging is pretty much shouting at a whole lot of people at once and none of them are allowed to interrupt. And they are allowed to leave ... but some of them follow you. Around. Wherever you go. Waiting for you to turn around and shout at them again. Blogging just got really weird for me right then. But it would be pretty awesome if you could get all your followers in one place at one time, and they just ... followed you.

And I guess the non-internet equivalent of Twitter is running into a room and shouting, "I just saw a car with the numberplate DUM455!!!" and then running out again. And then running back in five minutes later to tell everyone about your sore toe. And then running back again five minutes later to express your thoughts on last night's episode of American Idol."

Insecurity.....maybe.

Some thoughts from a favorite blogger of mine, Keiko Lynn :

. What [or more likely whom] am I comparing myself to, that leads me to believe I am inadequate? Whose requisites am I not fulfilling? There is no one directly in my life that would ever purposely make me feel as though I'm anything less than capable, attractive, significant. ...

It's all me. It's my own standards I haven't reached, because they're usually impractical or nearly impossible. I just look for criticism from others in order to validate my own lashings, and I let them carry more weight because I'm inclined to agree.

I'm really hard on myself. I have ridiculously high expectations for myself in every aspect of life, and a skewed self image. I don't look in the mirror and find myself hideous, but I certainly don't see what other people seem to see - and I'm a huge nerd, so I always worry I'm not engaging, witty or even cool enough. I put a lot of effort into my makeup and ensembles because it gives me a little bit of confidence, even if it is somewhat manufactured. High heels, a cute outfit and a little bit of makeup allow me to carry my head higher, even make me feel a little full of myself at times (usually when I have a soundtrack).

If you're told over and over again that you're mediocre, you start to believe it.

Cruel words seem to linger, while compliments can be fleeting. It only takes one insult to make ten compliments all but null, ...

She sort of puts my feelings into words in a way I can't. ☺

un question pour tous.....

whats the point of having a blog if noone reads it????

Sad

I wish my blog had more followers.. : (

*hint, hint**