Happy New Year!

Wow! Where to begin? First I want to apologize. I have not posted on my blog for months. And anyone who knows the blogging rules, knows that this is a big No-No in the blogging world. If you want people to read and follow your blog consistently, you need to post consistently. Well, I’m going to go with the theory that absence makes the heart grow fonder. I’m sure you have all been wondering, “Where is Anna? We miss her so much!” And you all have been waiting with baited breath for my return. Good news! I’m back!

Now, as Ricky Ricardo would say, “You got some splainin’ to do!” (for the younger set, this is from I Love Lucy!) I will attempt a short explanation for my absence. Last July, we decided to put our house in the country on the market; for sale. It was a good time in our life to downsize. I actually prefer the new term, “Rightsize”. Our two children are grown. One married for five years, the second a junior in college. There you have it. Anyone who has ever moved, probably can guess the rest. We had numerous showings, requiring my constant cleaning and leaving the house for visitors. No time to blog. We received an offer, and thus, began an urgent search for a new home. No time to blog. Or tweet. Found new home, made offer, and closed on both homes on same day in late October. Time to pack and get moving! Not time to blog. Or tweet. Or facebook. Or… Then came the holidays with shopping, cooking, visiting, etc… What a whirlwind of activity! No time to blog.

Our former home in the country

Our former home in the country

Our new home in the city

Our new home in the city

And here we are. Almost the end of January. Snow, cold, more snow, more cold. Does anyone else feel like we are now living in a frozen tundra? The wind has been brutal. Today we got out, went to the annual Home and Garden Show in Indianapolis, and when I got home I received a tweet. From a very sweet person asking if I had a blog she could follow. Bam! There it is. I’ve been feeling guilty over not writing ever since January 1st. My sister, too, has asked me a couple of times when I was going to blog again and I just kept putting it off. (She knows me well.)

So this is it. No more excuses.  I’M BACK!

I hope you enjoy the photos. I didn’t get a chance to get any really nice photos of our new home before the weather turned cold and ugly. But just wait! Once spring arrives, I will definitely be out taking lots of before and after shots! We have already begun the process of making it our own. The former owners took great care of the place and had already done several upgrades such as hardwood floors, fabulous wood blinds, a huge Trex deck, and some great flowers and shrubs. Oh! And the kitchen counters, sink, and cabinets. All of these were definite pluses when it came to choosing our home. But there are always things to be done: changing out the old brass lights on the outside to newer black iron ones, painting rooms, having a fence installed… And my husband can’t wait to start his own landscaping process! I hope you’ll stick with me. And I hope most of all, that if, like me, you have set something aside that has been nagging at you lately, you will be encouraged.  It’s not too late. You can do it! Lace up your shoes, pick up the paintbrush, or pen, and get back to it. And if you want me to follow your progress, or cheer you on, leave me a comment. I will do it. I’m a great cheerleader!

Ta Ta For Now,

Anna

Be Proud of Who and What You Are!

imageAre you a singer? A runner? Dancer? Gardener? Baker? Cook? You fill in the blank: I am a ____________. Now, be proud of that. Own it. Improve on it. But don’t let anyone tell you that you are not it.

You may be wondering, “Where is this coming from?”. Did you ever read something, or see something on television, that just kept creeping up in your mind? You know, something that bugged you? Well, not long ago, I read a post by a young woman that hit a nerve. The post was actually on a financial blog. The blog is a great resource for tips on saving, paying down debt, etc… This particular post was about how this gal started running in order to distract her from shopping. I know, you’re probably laughing already! Anyway, she found that the more she ran, the more she enjoyed it, and the better she got. So far, so good.
Here’s where it gets me. I’m a firm believer that some things just come more easily for some people. For instance, the first time my husband set out to run, he ran two miles. The first time I set out to run, I huffed and puffed for a quarter mile! Now my husband and daughter run half marathons together and I’m up to huffing and puffing a 5K. The woman in the post stated how she was now running half marathons after about a year or so of training. Awesome! But she finished by saying that she didn’t yet consider herself a real runner. There. Right there it is. Really?

She thinks you have to run a full marathon to be a real runner. And she was training to do just that. Well, good for her. But who is she, to say that those who don’t run marathons are not real runners? I was filled with disbelief, and a little offended. I, for one, have no desire to run a marathon. Or even a half marathon. I’m thrilled that I can run three miles! And I’m a runner! That’s right. I get out there and run three times a week, and have even started running some timed events! Yay for me! (I’m also a Christian, a wife, a mother, and yes, even a blogger!)

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So what do you do? Whatever it is, be proud of it! And don’t let anyone tell you that you are not it. Here’s your chance again. Fill in the blank. You’ve had time to think about it. I am a _____________! Yay for you! Please, feel free to leave a comment to let me know what and who you are. We’ll celebrate you together!