Shannon, a.k.a. Arizona Mamma, Tickles Me Pink!

Holly over at 504 Main is a doll & graciously allows me to link up with her
every Friday to highlight bloggers I love, or that "Tickle Me Pink!"

Some of you may be familiar with Arizona Mamma over at Our Daze in the Desert, and if you're not that's alright! It won't hurt her feelings....much. Well, lately it seems she has been missing from the blogging scene quite a bit. That's because she has had a few other irons in the fire; one of which is her new venture, Shannon Marie Creations. Shannon & her designs TICKLE ME PINK!

Shannon Marie Creations is custom hand-stamped jewelry...and we all love that, right? All of her stuff is sterling silver (with the exception of one piece which is gold filled), and well made...not to mention adorable! It makes the perfect gift considering the holidays are nipping at our heels.

Guess what? Today, one of my lucky readers has the chance to win this piece...

She has named it "Go Green" in my honor. Isn't it perfect?! Here's how you can win:

Each of the following things will get you an entry:

1. Mandatory entry--head over to Shannon Marie Creations and have a look around. Come back and tell me what your favorite piece is here in the comments.

2. Tweet about the giveaway. Come back and provide a link to the tweet itself for an entry. You can tweet it once each day for the duration of the giveaway.

3. Blog about it with a link to this post. Come back and share the link to your post.

Please be sure to leave a separate comment for each entry. That's it!

The contest will start now, and end one week from today--Friday, October 8, 2010 at 8:00 a.m. CST.

Finally, if you see something you like, Shannon (Arizona Mamma) is offering 10% off to any of you who use the code "motherload10." The coupon code expires the last day of October, so head over now to get your goodies.**Please be sure to leave your email address or a way to contact you in your comment if you are not a blogger or registered!**

WINNER DRAWN ON FRIDAY MORNING = MISERY, entry # 28! Congrats, girl! We will be contacting you shortly!!!


The Biggest/Scariest Thing (Vlog) I've Ever Done.

It's no surprise that I'm a techno-moron, so bear with me. I have no clue how to combine the two clips below into a single vlog. I wouldn't be ballsy enough to post this if I hadn't gone to CIP. These are some major revelations and it's a huge deal that I'm even sharing this drivel. Oh, and I blink a lot while I vlog, apparently. I frequently pause while I'm formulating thoughts. Get over it. You know you love me!

**I should preface this by saying I love my dad dearly. I realize these clips could easily be misinterpreted, but I wouldn't be the person I am today without him (i.e. his disclosure about his homosexuality). I am far more open-minded, educated, and real as a result. And perhaps I am a little more brave because of him, too.

Watch this one first:

And if you're still awake, please watch this slightly longer one:

If you've managed to sit through these (combined it's about 7 minutes of video), you are my hero. And if you were bored out of your mind, I completely understand and no hard feelings. Really.

But this is me.


In all my glory.
So take it or leave it.
Thoughts? Comments?


I Know This Much Is True

My experience at @SarahRobinson's event, Creating Irresistible Presence, over the weekend was so mind blowing that I'm not sure where to begin. This was my first conference ever, and it was a smart choice. I made wonderful new friends, centered myself and realized that this book I want to write-- this giant looming task that's been scaring me shitless-- is already writing itself on this very blog. Who knew? (insert lightbulb flash here)

Moving right along.

I know this much is true:

If I don't write, I'll die.
I am scared.
Scared in general, and scared to write about certain things.
"They" tell me I'm not good enough.
"They" tell me everything has already been written, & written better.
"They" tell me not to bother, because no one will care, and no one will read.
I have to stop listening to them. They don't matter.

I am nauseous. I am going to throw up. I feel the burning bile in the back my throat.
The fear bubbles up inside of me, unfurling and reaching, ready to take over.
But I'm not going to let it. I am standing up. I am tall. I am strong.
I am not a shrinking violet. I will not shrink to fit.

There are stories stirring underneath my skin. Little flutters waiting to be set free in the wind.

My life, all that I choose to share, will be the legacy I leave to those who may be lost.

I am not alone.
I am not alone.
I am not alone.
I'll keep saying it until I believe it.

I just want to be loved.
I just want to be loved.
I just want to be loved.
I'll keep saying, "I am already loved" until I believe it.

I want: If you write it, they will come (a la Kevin Costner in Field of Dreams)
I am not going to beg, plead, bribe and whine at you to read my stuff.
I want you to want to come here. I want you to want me.
And I don't want to feel ashamed in wanting that. I want that to be okay.
I tell myself: I am special. What I have to say is important and significant.

I feel like I give so much love, but am afraid to ask for it in return.
I don't want to have to ask--I just want to feel it, to know it's there.
I felt it at CIP. A still warm, fresh-out-of-the-dryer blanket wrapped around me.
Now I'm home and I don't feel it anymore, but I know it's still there.

My heart is so full of all of you. And so open.
I am making myself vulnerable to you.
I am scared. It's okay to be scared.....just a little bit.

What you see is what you get.
I am me. I am Erin. I have my quirks & faults, but my strengths, too.
I am enough, I do enough, I have "enough-ness" (thank you, @Nicole_Willis).
I am going to stop being so "good" (thank you @Tracilove).

I am a writer.
I am a writer.
I am a writer.


What are you thinking right now? Please share your thoughts in the comments.

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