Celebrating Two Years

Do you ever start cleaning off a counter top, then notice the coffeemaker needs a good thorough cleaning and the next thing you know you've washed and straightened up the cabinets, cleaned out the fridge and organized the "junk drawers?" That's what happened to me yesterday when I decided to "clean up" my blog. I'd been thinking about it for quite a while. Today makes two years since I started blogging and it's time for a facelift. I can't do anything about the ice and snow on the ground, but I can put me some spring green on the blog! I had winter pictures for the header too, but for right now I'm going to pretend it's June-ish. I found a font that's more like I wrote you a letter, remember letters? We used to get them in the mail. No not email, mail. It came in a box like this....

People you loved used to send them once a week 'cause they missed you. Even if you just lived the next town over, 20 miles away you still got a letter from them. Inside would be clippings out of the paper.

Aunt B. sent me this clipping last week from Jay Harshaw's Potluck column in her SW Times Record. She  often shares interesting articles or great recipes, so I set down with a cup of coffee and started reading the column. The title gets me excited already, one of Pioneer Woman's recipes, "Chocolate Cobbler"...YUM!  I see another great recipe for Truffles and another for Neapolitan Style Homemade Bread. Just then I spot Aunt B.'s name and then I see she suggests Jay needed to visit Granny Mountain , that I'm the best in her book! If you have only one Aunt B. in your corner, that's all you need! I've been fretting that I'll never reach 200 readers and in one fell swoop she was able to give me a giant advertisement in the Fort Smith paper. I'm never going to be a Pioneer Woman but hey, I'm still having fun every time I set down at this computer and write, sharing my trials and tribulations and you listen, just like a good friend. Blogging is the new "old letter" that came in the mail. It brings good news and bad news, happy news and sad news. But it's the fact that it keeps coming that matters. We care about each other and that's what friendship is after all.