I am conflicted.

Ok, so I love this picture. Me, chillin' with my homies. Goofy faces. There may have been some spit and eye-crossing involved.


And the sentiment is true:

And so's this one:


And by "you", of course, I mean "me". It's a little ego boost every time I look at it. "I'm sweet." "Ooooooh, why thank you! I try."

***Editor's note: Do you see that absolutely darling little hand-crocheted flower? I won a bunch (ha! Bunch!) of them from Susan at My Paper Passion a while back, and I've just been waiting for the perfect project for them. I adore them, Susan! Thank you!

But I'm conscious of putting photos of my sisters' kids online. So I had to "ghost them out".

But here's something I've never told you. I'm afraid of ghosts.

And little-kid ghosts are the scariest kind.


So this layout doesn't so much tell me I'm sweet, as tell me I cheekily stuck my tongue out at two little ghost kids.

I think I'm going to sleep with the light on.

(Thanks for the awesome sketch, though, Aphra. It's not your fault I'm being haunted.)