Yeah, because there aren’t enough middle-aged white women bloggers….

I’m a dreadful procrastinator. I learned it from my mother, who was hemming my bridesmaids’ gowns while the photographer took pictures of me in my wedding dress.  Once she found, in a suitcase under the bed, a dress she had cut out and pinned together for me back in 1973. She’d moved house four times since then, taking the suitcase with her.  She finally stitched it together and it looked lovely – on my three year old daughter.

Better late than never.

I’m unpacking some baggage too, I guess, before it weighs me down and follows me around.  I should have done that years ago….