Weekend Update: St. Patty's & * Thoughts *

St. Patrick's Day weekend was a beautiful one to have my family home and celebrating. As you can see, we celebrated the "traditional" way. McSorley's was my grandfathers favorite beer, and it's very good, and we've been drinking it in his memory since he passed. I don't think he'd really have it any other way. Joking around with my dad and endless hugs from my mom made for a really nice time. I miss them so much when they're in North Carolina, but it makes their homecoming that much better, and it's going to be great when I'm in Nashville because I'll be about ten hours closer! We've already chosen a meeting place in Gatlinburg near the Old Smoky Mountains. I cannot wait for the family weekends to come.

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I've been doing some thinking about this here blog, and it's content. It kinda hit me tonight when I realized that I do not have the time, nor the desire to become a real "blogger". I thought I did, and I would feel like I was letting myself down when I'd go weeks without a real post, but once I realized that it's because I'm living my life.. I let myself off the hook. Julie at Orchid Grey wrote a great entry about this same thing recently. And I've decided that I'm going balls to the wall, starting right now, to work hard at all of my goals again. I've lost some focus. I'm going to get my body in the shape that I know it can be in (started day one of my new fitness regimen tonight! Feels good!). I'm going to create, for me, and not just to have something to share here (though I will still be doing that, I haven't been drawing or writing as much as I wish I was. I feel I've actually dumbed myself down to make my content universally reader friendly and that sucks). I'm not going to post just to post. That's silly and if I were aiming for success here, that's not the way to do it. I'll post an outfit here or there, like I have been. I'm going to share my thrift store wonders and my favorite songs and things I make with my hands.. but when there's some quality behind it, when it's not forced, and on my own time. And I'm not sure why I felt the need to publish this thought, but at least it's honest and really that's all I'm going for. That's the point.

Next time my email disappoints me because there aren't any new comments from the blog to read, I'm going to slap myself.

See you soon :)