If you think I made one heck of a loaf of French bread...think again. And read on below the fold!
Recently, a friend and I were talking about narcissism. Bloggers spend a great deal of timing writing into space, on our blogs and on Twitter, about ourselves, hoping people will read them, hoping people will like them, hoping people will like us.
We write about what we had for breakfast, we write about our dogs, our kids, our boyfriends and our parents. We right about the trivial moments of our lives and we write about the most important moments in our lives.
Are we narcissistic or just outgoing? Do we have a lot to say or do we say too much?
I think that there is a boundary, a happy medium that's defined by how genuine you are. Is it all good, all the time? Or are you just sharing stories from your life as they happen, when they happen, because you havre a passion for that?
Well, I talk about my great cooking all time but I'm going to be honest with you when I tell you about this week's Bread Baker's Apprentice Challenge: it was a flop.
I. Am. Bad. At. Hearth. Baking.
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