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Finding Joyce

I am up extraordinarily late for a Saturday night/Sunday morn. I probably should have been to bed about 2 1/2 hours ago, but instead, I got swept up in Harry Potter and the Deathly Hollows Part 1 and looking at all the blogging beautiful-ness that abounds on the Internet.

Anyway, I got to thinking about talents and such while looking at all the blogs that I follow and I've come to the conclusion that I am far less crafty/creative than I want to be. So in my quest of getting a little bit of me back and in the name of the Year of Expression, I am going to get back to the things that make me happy. I am far more happy when I am creative and/or creating things. I've started my knitting again this week as well as picking up on my blogging/writing.

So, as soon as I find a decent - and cheap - lens for my bargain/steal of a camera body, I will be taking pictures of all the dish towels I've knitted, new things I've learned to cook and new patterns I've learned to sew or crochet. I'm also dabbling in a SMALL garden this summer. I started late in the season, but I have a small little flower on my tomato plant and the pansies I re-potted look happier.

It's only onward and upward from here, my friends. I am bound and determined to find me again. I didn't lose me...I've just neglected myself for a time. It is what it is, though. And I'm excited to start re-inventing myself.

hoorah!
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Cynthia's Blog said…
Thanks for visiting, tell me how you got your blog to look like that with the cool fonts?
July 4, 2011 at 12:52 AM
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