I think I'm going to have to stop reading some of my once-favorite craft blogs. They're making me turn green. These women who write these blogs are sewing fantastic items, writing books and having babies. They make me feel inadequate. I want to whine like a two-year-old and say, "I had a baby, too! Look at me! My baby is gorgeous, too!" But do I have a book coming out? NO. Have I sewn anything incredible lately? Ever? NO. Is my home a showplace? NO. Whah, wah, weah. Sometimes I wish I were a type A personality so I could be so busy all the time. Are there type B and C? I guess I'm type L or something.
My home is a wreck, and the heat and our broken air conditioner are driving me batty. Thank goodness the breeze is cool tonight; I think the weather is turning.
I feel better now. Thanks for listening.