I know... I know...that envy is not a good thing in any form. Yet, as I scroll through these blogs I feel like a flat-chested 12 year old at the bra store.
I know it will happen eventually but I want it now!
It's a nice envy, friends. I'm glad your pictures are so beautiful, fun, crisp, clear, and...
heck, I'm just glad you HAVE pictures on your blog.
I'm starting to feel as if I'm in the Witness Protection Program. I'm the blogger without a face. The one that shows up in your Following list with an anonymous chalk outline for my profile pic.
The one that's just a little bit creepy.
I am going to have pictures! Really, and truly, and cross my heart. I just need my husband to be home long enough to help me figure out this new program installation, printer, and such.
He seems to think it's more important that he's earning a living. Hmmm....go figure!
Seriously, he does want to help me. Our goal is this weekend.
Until then, I'll keep on being the creeper soaking up inspiration from all of your lovely photos.
I'll try to keep the envy to a minimum.
Who would've known?
PS Big thanks to those of you who stop by, "see" me (so to speak), even leave a comment or two and never mention my