Bashful
This photo was taken today. Not on Halloween. Because I'm a terrible mother who forgets to take pictures during traditional milestones and holidays. I did take a picture with my camera phone that night. But then what? How the heck do I put that on my blog? That is way too technical for me. It may require a new cable or something. So today Hannah was playing dress up and I decided to get a shot of Cinderella. This one made me laugh. My only flub was throwing out our rotting pumpkin this morning. I could have fooled you all.
So I'm trying to get my blog cuter. Thanks for the comments on the template I picked out. I pretty much am hating my title. Mostly, I think it's the word striving that I'm not enjoying. It's kind of a dorky word, huh? Usually I'm OK with being pretty dorky, but it keeps bothering me. So help. I'm commissioning you dear readers, all three of you, and mom, help me come up with a new blog title!! Whoever wins will get, nothing, since I don't have anything cool to give away, but maybe I'll give you some props in a silly way, right here on my blog. You'll just have to see.
5 Comments:
I usually just read your blog through my feedreader, so I didn't even know that you had changed your template. I really like this one! I also like the word "striving". I don't think it is dorky. It is educated and intelligent,which is what you are. I think it fits.
And Hannah looks beautiful!
I love the photo! She's so adorable, and you know, in ten years when you look at the photo (or the scrapbook page) you'll never remember it was taken in November.
The template is lovely, and I've also liked "striving" as it is a good reminder that we are constantly falling and picking ourselves back up.
i like striving too.
it's cute in a real way.
Aw, thanks. I guess I feel like I'm not really striving at all. I'm more like "tripping over my own feet while chewing gum, giggling like a teenager and then feeling lame and cracking my knuckles while trying to be reverent."
That just seems to long for a blog title. No?
I'm more like "tripping over my own feet while chewing gum, giggling like a teenager and then feeling lame and cracking my knuckles while trying to be reverent."
Aren't we all?
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