... doesn't mean:
I must buy it;
I must make one just like it;
I'm worthless if mine doesn't look or taste as good as hers.
I've been watching Martha Stewart's show a lot lately, and I've got to admit the woman's got it going on! But I don't have her life, her money, her energy, her creativity, her staff, her many, many gorgeous homes, or her self-esteem. I need to find a way to be okay with that.
Perhaps I'll create an empire where I:
show others how to discard plants that died of neglect;
dress in a way that hides clothing stains rather than waste time removing them;
put together a craft so that it looks like a preschooler made it;
cook a meal so that no one will ask for the recipe;
teach others how to put down throw rugs so there will be a place in every room to wipe the crumbs from your feet;
hire a contractor to enlarge your home when disorganized clutter takes over every inch of the current square footage;
entertain others in your home to ensure that all future dinner parties will be hosted by them;
and by doing all the above, save your sanity.
Love you, Martha!