We live on the second floor of an old Victorian brick house that is divided into suites. Our house is located on a tree lined street, in a mostly Italian/Portuguese neighborhood close to downtown. We moved here last December and I can honestly say this is my favorite place I’ve lived in Toronto. Another thing I love about where we live is our awesome neighbors Kevin & Kim. They’re everything you could hope for in good neighbors. They’re super friendly, are always offering us gourmet food and are just generally cool people to talk to. A couple times this summer we found ourselves just hanging out with them in the backyard drinking wine & eating tasty snacks late into the night.
They also have a daughter my age named Sam. I met her this summer during one of these impromptu backyard hang-out sessions. She’s super sweet and since the summer we have been staying in touch via our respective blogs.
Which brings me to this morning. I was lying in bed with my laptop, feeling sick as a dog with a cold, when I checked my site and I saw a really sweet comment from Sam.
Sam mentioned me in her blog today and dedicated this photo to me.
It’s called “Death By Cotton Candy” by Daniela Edburg. I LOVE IT.
I was feeling so crappy this morning & seeing what she wrote made me feel all warm and fuzzy inside. I have a general idea of how many people read this blog, however often when I write stuff I still wonder “is anyone actually going to read this?” or “will people actually relate to this?” or worse, “Are people going to think I’m a nut job?”. I think its that “BUELLER? BUELLER?” syndrome that’s inherent to blogging–I know people are reading however often it feels like I am just talking to myself. Anyways, hearing that people actually are connecting with what I’m writing about gives me the motivation to keep sharing my thoughts.
