My Heritage & My Jealousy.

Ok, so I am a new(ish) blogger; at least with the blogs that I have been reading most recently. I have been pretty much sticking to the Mommy Blogs, Christian Blogs ... well truthfully I have been kind of going down the lists of other people's favorite bloggers and checkin' 'em out for myself.

Is that a bad thing?

I am just unsure of the blogger etiquette. I feel a little like a stalker when I just sit back and read the thoughts of these amazing women (and a few good men) – not saying anything but still forming opinions about them, anticipating their next post so I can learn more about their highly entertaining families. I spend a certain amount of time feeling a little less than adequate, as I am certain that my brood does not provide nearly the same level of entertainment.

Or perhaps it is the author? I am just not as witty, as quick as these Blogging women. I try, really I do … but it never sounds quite as funny when I put into words the trials and tribulations of my day.

I digress … the purpose of this post was supposed to be more about a specific group of women than Frannie here.

There are a handful of Blogging gals that got together last weekend in Texas – Dallas Fort Worth to be exact … now I am not from that side of the mountains per se, but I think I would risk the trek to hang out with these gals.

I have been readin’ Kelsey over at HolyMama! for quite some time. Her tag line: ‘True confessions from the everyday life of a sorta shallow Christian mom.’ Now she may call herself shallow, but I think she is one of the most down to earth gals I have stalked lurked around.

Through her I came to read, religiously; Jeana at Days to Come, Shannon at Rocks In My Dryer and Chilihead at Don't Try This At Home – just to name a few.

Each of these women are incredibly bright, thoughtful and inspiring to me. I am sure that sounds corny, but really when I am feeling down I can go to anyone of these blogs and get a pick-me-up. When I need some wisdom, they always seem to be on the same page as I am.

I have no idea how old any of these women are, I think most must be close to my age … and we certainly have a common ground with our children and spouses. None of them really sugar coat things, they all seem to be pretty real about the daily challenges of motherhood, marriage and life. I appreciate that.

I guess that’s why I am more than a little jealous that they all got to get together and commiserate. We all need that, don’t we?

I am, however, glad that they did because I got to read each of their blogs to discover a new side of the people that I already find so fascinating. I also got to ‘meet’ a few people I hadn’t yet met.
I am enjoying this blogging world.

Ok, so my heritage … I saw this over at Chilihead's – not that I haven’t heard or seen myHeritage.com before … I have, I just haven’t had the courage to actually see who I might resemble. But hey, if Chilihead could do it … I thought I would give it a try.

So, I took my very own picture … I haven’t allowed anyone to photograph me in eon’s – hey 4 babies and a serious weight issue will do that to a gal – but since December of last year I have managed to lose almost 60 pounds – slow but sure. I felt like I could maybe put my face up there and not come back as they heavy Kirstie Alley, Roseanne or God forbid, maybe Elvis.

Now, I don’t know who Patricia Velasquez, Fiona Xie or Melinda Clarke are … but hey, they are all gorgeous, so I am not complaining – not that I even remotely resemble them – I don’t .. but it is a little flattering. And who wouldn’t want to be closely associated with Gina Lollobrigida or Liv Tyler? But Hilary Duff, come on … I am almost (almost!) old enough to be her mom!

Of all of them, I think that I most closely resemble Suzanne Vega … Now, I don’t know much about her, so I am off to stalk read more about her.

Yours,
Frannie

Those who danced were thought to be quite insane by those who could not hear the music.
-John Milton

You are a chosen people, a royal priesthood, a holy nation, a people belonging to God, that you may declare the praises of him who called you out of darkness into his wonderful light.
1 Peter 2:9