Never seen it done like this. Out of the whole list, I only knew about one - baby soothing, of course. How many did you know?

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I'm a sigh away from pitching a fit. I need to do something about this, and fast. Now that I'm back online, I don't have time to waste weeding my comments.

I wonder if I can close my eyes and make it all dissapear...

I say 15 months is a well enough time to be out of the blogosphere. Initially, I had envisioned several things including a redesign of this site, and a new one, to focus more on my art. Well, it turned out that my creativity needed a much more tangible involvement. I spent this past year diving into my art full force, specifically into clay. I was even chosen to take part in an art show this past November, in which one of my paintings was shown.

Now it's time to come back and share. The pull has been strong. The connections are being rekindled.

This blog will continue to be my day-to-day companion and means of inviting you into my little piece of the world, while I work on my new project: Creatively Amused.

I don't want to spend too much time in the design of that site, particularly since I'll be using a different platform, WordPress, which I'm not so well versed with, although I've done some exploring of and I like it. So many of you use it so handsomely already!! However, I've found a very likely candidate to ease my migration: WP Remix. I've followed the creator, R.Bhavesh, on a tutorial offline, which is very easy to understand, making WordPress loads of fun to play with. Best yet, he is giving away one copy of the theme! Who knows, maybe I'll be the lucky one! There's even a Free WP Premium Theme, with 3 different color schemes to choose from.

So, come the new year there will definitely be new things here and at CreativelyAmused.com. I hope you don't stray too far away. I'll be knocking on your virtual doors soon!

Server move done. Now all that's left is uploading the other content, kids blogs, and other sites. Much to do, very little time.

Baby steps, right? Looks fine in Firefox; Internet Exploder, well, you know. Sucks.

There are some people in this life that I've had on my list of people I'd love to meet. One of these is Clayton Bownds.

He is an inspiration for me in the realm of photography. I admire his talent immensely, the way his eyes see the world around him is quite unique and speaks to my spirit. His macro and critter shots not only amused me, but my children as well. I aspired to achieve such a talent. Then I saw his portraits, and I was immediately blown away. My favorite of his models: Erin Lynn, Clayton's wife. Beautiful.

Through her portraits, Erin Lynn's eyes always made me feel like she knew something, perhaps a secret of mine. You know, those piercing eyes, the kind that seem to gazed into your soul. Eyes aren't just the window into the soul, but the mechanisim by which, in my opinion, spirit recognizes each other.

A few days ago, after months of being without a camera, I purchased a beautiful one, graduating myself into the world of SLR's. Even with my fractured thumb, I've been able to play with my new baby. I immediately thought of Clayton, how I've missed his blog; there was a time where he devoted all his creative energy to Professional Photography. More to admire!

Today I decided to drop by his domain, after such a long time without visiting, to see if he was blogging again, thank him once more for inspiring me. I found that he is blogging, and I immediately began scrolling down to check some of his new material. I found one that caught my eye, his self-portrait. And it shook me. In his big, beautiful eyes I recognized something, and it stung. It was the 'sign' of loss.

As it always does, it sent a shiver down my spine. I've always seen this in people, even when I was a little girl, and it always made me very sad. Early last year, my Grandma passed away. Upon my return home, I was about to step in the shower, and as I looked at myself in the mirror, I saw it. It was now in my eyes, too.

Just below his self portrait was everything I needed to know. As I read it, I shook my head in disbelief. I must be reading this wrong. No way. Not fair. Followed the link. It's still unreal. My heart goes out to him, towards a person I've never met in real life, but really admire.

I have always been a rebel, to my family anyway.

Here's another... after my own heart.

Go on, there's more... "My Little Rebel" »