risks

hello.
my name is kelly, & i'm not a risk taker.
not naturally anyway.
i worry.  i fret.  i don't think i'll do things as good as whoever & whatever.
i look for the easy way.
i don't do anything @ all.
i worry that if i take a risk, it will turn out like this...

see horrific post here

i'm trying to work on this.
sometimes i have to {gently} tell myself to {gently} shut up & just try something.

i hold my breath & do it.

pinch my nose & do a cannon ball right into the deep end.

& sometimes it turns out like that horrible pink wreath.

& sometimes it turns out like our cheery green kitchen...

WHY can't i get this pic to turn the right way??!
(sorry)

& sometimes it turns out like this robot shirt.

i was totally bummed that the paint bled, but hudson found it on my sewing table & begged to wear it.  one man's trash...

nothing risked, nothing gained, eh?

for more risk taking mojo, check out the nester.

the risk i'm going to take this weekend?  finish the old stool i painted THIS color
a risk, no?  yaay me!