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LorraineinSpain.com

Don't worry. I get that I have a limited appeal. I have no ambition to become the next millionaire blogger because, frankly, I don't like writing about babies, I can't take very good pictures of food, and I'm not willing to give the whole world a daily glimpse into my psyche for you to pick apart and mock (though there is much to pick apart, and much to mock, I just prefer this to be done by the people I love most.)

But I did buy a domain with my many years-carried blog title.  Mostly because I don't like the idea of someone else getting it and doing something with it that's not horse and corn dog related. It's my placeholder in the digital universe, and no matter where you go or what you do, I want you to know how and where to find me. Are you an ex-boyfriend? a long lost friend? A total stranger looking for that grown woman with the Breyer Horse Collection in her master bathroom?  I'm here, and I'll always be here: freaking you out, making you laugh, reminding you what a catch I was and that you missed your chance to get with THIS.




I considered doing a redesign of my blog to go with the new site address, and I probably will add some new little buttons and bobbins and notions in the coming weeks, but overall I decided I've actually never been happier with how my blog looks. I know that less is more, and minimalist is all the rage, and white's easier to read BLAH BLAH BLAH.  But I feel like what I've got going up in here represents me, and I really love seeing the post go live just the way it looks now. And if blogging is not an entirely selfish venture, then you need a long sit down with Dr. Phil about why you put everyone else before you.

The goldfish comes after you, dear. Go get your hair did.


PS- the old address, www.lorraine-in-spain.blogspot.com, is still fully functional, and still gets you here. Now you just have two ways to find me, as do spambots. lucky you, spambots!! 










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