Okay, we're all way to techno futuristic for me right now. It struck me this week as I was zipping from blog to blog that when you click to leave a comment there's a little line that says "CHOOSE YOUR IDENTITY"... man, how do you choose an identity. Okay, when blogging I choose Kristy, half-tied ribbons Kristy. But how often do I choose an identity I shouldn't. I'm not talking about weirdo, psycho really messed up identity stuff that would involve the FBI and CIA but just on a daily basis. Am I true to my faith and my unique personality. So often, I try to be someone I'm not. There, I said it. I confess. It's all in an attempt to be better, though, I think. Pure motives. Or are they? Am I content to be me, the me that God created and loves? Confident people are so comfortable to be around and so attractive to others. That's what I crave more than anything I suppose. Confidence. There are so many ways to identify me...mom, sister, friend, daughter, worker, wife, worker/wife (just kidding), scrapbooker, piano teacher, playgroup starter then quitter for the summer, learner, reader, cleaner, babysitter, nurse, bather, should I really go on?????
No wonder my mind swims with ideas...
On another note...Angela, no offense meant by not mentioning that you were here. Attention folks, Angela was here when Abby and Rilely ran through with panties on their heads. I cannot speak for her but I'm sure her thoughts sounded something like, "Gee, I'm sure glad both my kids are old enough to go to school although this is quite entertaining,hmm, maybe we do need a third child." In my own self-righteous defense, Angela was not here for the embarassing part where my 3 year old sassed/backtalked and ran away from me and I did absolutely NOTHING to stop her. Things are looking up though!
That's the only thing I hate about blogging. I always inadvertently leave off someone when talking about friends, saying thanks, or just logging time of activities. For everyone who I've offended/am offending as we speak/read, I'm sorry. I hate that I'm so famous now through this whole blog world that it matters because enough of you poor souls are actually reading this. Til' later, goodnight and go choose your identity. Mine for now is sleeper!
Would the real Kristy H please step forward! accounted for :)