On the Move: at Things I Can’t Say

You can find me elsewhere again today, guest posting for Shell on her Things They Can’t Say series.

Things I can’t say, you say? After all the stuff I’ve posted here you wouldn’t think there is anything. But it’s not actually about things I can’t say, just something I’ve opted to share over there. Where I hope my mother won’t read it. (Ahem.)

My post at Shell’s is about something I really should give up but don’t seem to be able to. Come and read about it (unless you’re my mother, that is).

 

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On the Move: At G*Funk*ified

When I was 15 I participated in a school exchange and went to Germany for four months. I remember a lot of things about it vividly – the cobbled stones in the pedestrian area of the town I lived in, the sound of birds outside my bedroom, the crazy-fast driving on the Autobahn. And the homesickness. Oh my, the homesickness. I’m sharing that story on Greta’s blog today.

I was lucky to meet Greta at Blissdom last year and she was an absolute darling. I remember her standing in the entrance of the very funky hotel we stayed as she looked for things to shoot for a photography session she was participating in. I was parked firmly on the couch relishing morning sickness at the time and I was jealous that she was doing something I wished I’d had the gumption to do. (I love playing with photos but doing that at a blog conference intimidates the heck out of me.)

In any case, she’s a really lovely person and a great blogger. She hosts #ippp (aka iphone photo phun), writes about her family (she has four kids!) and their gluten free life, and her goal is to run 500 miles in 2013 (which I think is totally awesome). One of my favourite posts is Losing Steam, a recent one of hers about loneliness and rural life.

I’m guest posting as part of her Great Expectations series and would love for you to come and visit!

G*Funk*ified

 

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On the Move: Taking Over Momcomm

Oh hi! I’m not here again today.

Melissa from Momcomm has gone to Costa Rica so we’ve hacked her blog and a bunch of us are taking over for July.

Just kidding. She invited us to, because she’s generous like that, and I’m so totally thrilled to be kicking off her month of guest posts. So come and visit me over there, where I’m posting about getting started in blogging.

And if you’re a blogger and you’re not familiar with her site (which seems unlikely) be sure to look around. Melissa is the author of the DIY blog critique (the awesomeness of which I can vouch for and which you can buy through the affiliate link in my sidebar) and her blog is one of my never-miss sites because it’s full of totally awesome tips and insight (some of which I still need to implement, ahem).

See you at Momcomm!

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My Proud Mommy Moment

You know those people who always say the right thing and appear to leave lemon drops and lollipops in their wake? My friend Kir is like that. She has never said anything that hasn’t made me smile. Not ever. She litters her comments and messages with x’s and o’s and means every one of them. She is sweet and supportive and wise and I think sometimes we underestimate how important people like that are to the world.

I don’t anymore, especially not where she’s concerned. Every interaction with her feels like a blessing, and that’s why I was so honoured when she asked me to guest post for her Proud Mommy Moment series.

I’ve chosen to share something recent that is lighting up my life right now, and I’d love it if you’d visit me at Kir’s and read it.

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Recruited to Sluiter Nation

I’ve been recruited!

One of the first women I came across who blog about PPD is Katie Sluiter from Sluiter Nation. Katie just had her second baby (and she’s doing great) and I’m happy to help her fill a slot in her blog calendar with a guest post today.

While you’re there, take some time to browse around and read Katie’s words, which are lovely, and see her boys, who are adorable.

Come on over!

 

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