a pinny for your thoughts

When I was a little girl, I wrote a fan letter to Ricky Schroeder, of Silver Spoons fame. I told him that I was very tall, and blonde, and that I shaved my legs. In reality, I was a short-ish, semi-chubby brunette with a perm, and I was, like, eight, so I'm pretty sure I wasn't shaving my legs just yet. Much to my dismay, I never got a response from Ricky Schroeder.

The people I have huge girl-crushes on today are more like the crafty goddesses featured on design blogs and in crafty magazines, the ones getting all the book deals while baking cookies and knitting booties and homeschooling. The ones perfecting the 'gentle art of domesticity'.

Thanks to all that blogville has to offer, I merely need to join a flickr group (those new-fangled fan clubs of sorts) to upload pictures right into the hands of the objects of my affections. And when I add a picture of a project I've made from a new book, and the author of that book comments on my creation, well, that's like Ricky Schroeder writing back to me and telling me I'm pretty.

Thank you for all of your blogiverser..ary wishes, for your fun and kind comments on this here blog, and for those on flickr, too. I heart all of you.

xoxo