So, here I am.....

The girl that said she'd never blog. The far from computer savvy girl that is always up for a challenge despite a serious lack of time.My blog goals. Do I have blogging goals? Hmmm, I guess I should. So I pledge to be funny, lighthearted, not vent or complain to much and maybe just maybe share a crumb of wit and wisdom on occassion.I will most likely chat about etsy, my addiction and muse. the incredible artsists and friends I have found in a community that oozes with creativity, friendship, support and a home for all things handmade.You will hear me ramble about the insanity of my life including my 3 boys, ages 12, 16 and 53. Yes, that last one I am married to, but trust me, he is just as much boy as man. After 17 years of marriage I find myself raising him along with them. Then again, he would probably say the same of me at times. I will often speak of friends I would go to the ends of the earth for and a family that more often than not defines dysfunction. Then again, I strongly believe a functional family is the stuff legends are made of.I am a lover of music of all kinds and not so much the TV ( except maybe Glee). I have an addiction to handmade glass, especially venetian and lampwork beads as well as unique pottery. I have made a concerted effort to tame my jewelry fetish with my own creations which can be seen at you haven't figured out by now, I can jabber my jaws and my fingers as if someone could care what I have to say.

Friday, April 15, 2011

A Netta Edit

We all need to Netta edit on occasion. What? What's that? You don't know what Netta edit is? Well, sit back, grab a glass of wine and I'll tell you all about it.

*pauses for the cork popping and wine pouring*

There you go, you've Netta edited your day.

For those of you that don't know, Miss Netta is the most vibrant, carefree, easy going, roll with the punches, charm your pants off 3 year old and I had the pleasure of having her edit the past 30 hours of my life.

We laughed, we sang, we ate burgers and fries, and jumped. a lot. If you had twinkle toes (flashing gems on your gym shoes) you would jump a lot too. I mean really, who doesn't have time to  jump if it makes you smile?

Netta doesn't worry about time or making dinner. She just gets where she's going and there's food to eat. The fact that it's brought to her by a train, along the restaurant counter is just an added benefit.
She isn't concerned with paying bills or making beds. She wakes when she's rested and relishes what life lays at her feet.

We all need to be a little more like Netta and do it a little more often.
These are her secrets;
smile, dance and sing every chance you get.
Be kind, friendly and ask questions.
giggle and be silly without caring who knows it, but most of all,
get yourself some twinkle toes. You'll be glad you did