While I was procrastinating this morning (not quite ready to work on a blog post of my own), I stopped by Colleen's Martin Family Moments, a great site if you haven't found it yet, and was amused by the "Blogger's Prayer" on her home page. I hope she doesn't mind if I share it with you here at String of Pearls. It is so clever...and so true.
THE BLOGGERS PRAYER
One of the reasons I procrastinate when it comes to working on new blog posts is that I love to read the blogs of others--and that not only takes up time, but it also eats away at my confidence, because I realize how much wittier and wiser so many of the bloggers out there are. And how many loyal followers they have. I will never be a Colleen Martin. Or a Grace. (If you're a blogger and you're reading this, I don't even have to add Grace's last name, because you know I'm talking about the comic genius behind Camp Patton.)
If you haven't found the blogs of these uber-talented gals yet, you should head over and check them out. (I'll wait for you. I'll be here when you come back.)
Sometimes I think I was a better blogger back in the beginning, when I was fresh and full of ideas and I would jump out of bed each day, anxious to post something before most people go to work in the morning. Back in those good old days, I had absolutely no expectations of gaining any followers--other than the handful of family members who would tell me that reading my ramblings was something they liked to do while they drank their morning coffee...and I'm definitely disappointing them these days, aren't I? Because if I do get a post up at all, it's more likely to be long after the last cup of coffee (or bowl of oatmeal) has been consumed.
|"Bear, let's get out our laptops and see what's going on in the blog world, shall we?"|
So I'm here to stay (for the foreseeable future, anyway). I'll share family anecdotes and photos; I'll tell you which books and movies I enjoy; I'll promote the Catholic Faith, in all its beauty (to the best of my ability); I'll post the occasional recipe, or a work of art that speaks to me (and vintage art always seems to speak the loudest)...
|Love, love, love this!|