So, what about me? Who wants to know? Oh, it's you...
I should begin by saying that while I have a better figure than my image here would suggest, my hair never really looks quite this good. Except for that brief moment in time that other curly-haired women know about - when it is still just a bit damp from the shower, but LOOKS dry. That's my best 2 and a half hair minutes of the day.
I am a life-long dabbler, and as is described in the iDOD, I spent the first half of my life regarding that reality as an "issue" - an obstacle to be overcome, a tragic flaw in my otherwise flawless character. Then I experienced an epic vision, rather surprisingly while in the parking lot of the grocery store. The universe waited patiently for me to unload my groceries into the car, then tapped me on the shoulder, and proclaimed its Truth that I had been created to be a Dabbler, and I saw that it was GOOD. So good, in fact, that rather than pushing my cart back to the "cart corral" (yes, I just looked that up), I hopped on and rode the six feet with my hair flying behind me (it was past the magic 2 and a half minutes anyway.) All the way home, the cosmos continued to unload its secrets into my mind until I knew that this message was meant not just for me, but for Dabblers everywhere. This site, then, is for my fellow Dabblers, hoping that in learning this truth, you shall also be set free.
p.s. This website looks like crap and is barely functional. That is intentional. It is Exhibit A in my Defense of Dabbling mission - allowing you the joy of knowing that Dabblers have nothing to prove. Whatever we learn, whatever we do, whatever we create is for the pure joy of trying something new. So, here it is - my first website. Done by me. Which is why it is both irritatingly elementary and awesomely adorable at the same time. And, until some non-Dabbler "expert" comes along and is so disturbed by the site that they offer to recreate the entire thing for free, just to settle their nerves, here it stands. Welcome. - Wendy Fambro, Dean of Dabble University
I should begin by saying that while I have a better figure than my image here would suggest, my hair never really looks quite this good. Except for that brief moment in time that other curly-haired women know about - when it is still just a bit damp from the shower, but LOOKS dry. That's my best 2 and a half hair minutes of the day.
I am a life-long dabbler, and as is described in the iDOD, I spent the first half of my life regarding that reality as an "issue" - an obstacle to be overcome, a tragic flaw in my otherwise flawless character. Then I experienced an epic vision, rather surprisingly while in the parking lot of the grocery store. The universe waited patiently for me to unload my groceries into the car, then tapped me on the shoulder, and proclaimed its Truth that I had been created to be a Dabbler, and I saw that it was GOOD. So good, in fact, that rather than pushing my cart back to the "cart corral" (yes, I just looked that up), I hopped on and rode the six feet with my hair flying behind me (it was past the magic 2 and a half minutes anyway.) All the way home, the cosmos continued to unload its secrets into my mind until I knew that this message was meant not just for me, but for Dabblers everywhere. This site, then, is for my fellow Dabblers, hoping that in learning this truth, you shall also be set free.
p.s. This website looks like crap and is barely functional. That is intentional. It is Exhibit A in my Defense of Dabbling mission - allowing you the joy of knowing that Dabblers have nothing to prove. Whatever we learn, whatever we do, whatever we create is for the pure joy of trying something new. So, here it is - my first website. Done by me. Which is why it is both irritatingly elementary and awesomely adorable at the same time. And, until some non-Dabbler "expert" comes along and is so disturbed by the site that they offer to recreate the entire thing for free, just to settle their nerves, here it stands. Welcome. - Wendy Fambro, Dean of Dabble University