Here's the thing: Mike only sort of knows that I blog. He knows that I love blogs, that I read them a lot, that I have one, but he doesn't read it, nor does he entirely understand how much I love it. He tells me that I should have things that are all my own, and that is exactly what blogging is. I think as I try to expand this space and someday open an Etsy shop, he'll start to see these things a little more in our every day life. For now, I try to shelter him as much from them as possible. Unless we're walking around in Portsmouth and I'm taking pictures of every little thing. Then he sees it. When I took this shoe picture, he said that I was only one more shoe picture away from taking selfies with the kissy face. You know the one. And in case you don't, here's Mike's rendition:
Yeah, it's probably best he doesn't see this.
Happy Friday! We're supposed to get weather in the 60s this weekend, so I plan to soak it up with thin tights instead of fleece-lined ones!
