I’ve been blogging for a year and a half now, not long but enough to know my way around. I take my blog seriously. I write, read what others do and try to find ways to improve. But I for sure don’t consider it a job, though it requires a lot of work and it’s not a hobby because it never stops, it’s all consuming. I think of it as a way of life, another thing that defines me because I enjoy doing it, get a kick out of the comments and am proud of myself when I nail both the subject and the text. And most of the bloggers I’ve come across feel the same.

So, when you meet someone and it comes up that they have a blog (trust me it will come up, because we like to mention it), don’t take it the wrong way. The blog is sort of like another one of our kids and you’d be OK with us gushing over our newborn, so fake your interest in this, too. But please, never use any of these responses:



I'm a thirty-something (let's not get into that), mother of two always on the move girls, and married to a husband in love with photography. We love to discover the world. Born in Slovenia of Croatian descent and most probably all English in one of my past lives I am not able to stay put for too long. Luckily the same goes for the rest of my bunch. I love to read, need to write and then share it all on my blog. Well, perhaps not all... maybe.

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