I wish I could capture that feeling. Bottle it. And give it to every young woman, to my daughter, so she can stand in appreciation of her self. Always and forever.
We have to keep a close eye on our coffee cups in this house.
Sometimes it’s nice to talk to someone. Just talk with a girl friend you’ve known for years, who’s done stupid things with you in University, and smart things with you out of it. Our conversation made me realize how much harder everything gets, but at the same time how much better it would be if everyone had to grow up and stop acting like 19 year olds. What I mean by that, is just responsibility for yourself and your actions. We’re all imperfect, we all screw up, but you have to stand on your own two feet and accept that.
I know, easier said than done.
No, no smart ass remarks today for you…I’ll try to keep you entertained and captivated on twitter.
Or tomorrow, there’s always tomorrow.
Sitting here awake at 5am, my mistakes come to haunt me. The whole house is still, except for a dog that moves it’s ear and opens one eye to watch me tip toe out of the bedroom and down the hall. I can’t sleep. My mind is racing with opportunities unfulfilled, roads taken in error, and tasks yet to be done. I tread my way down to the kitchen where the kettle sits idly waiting for my appearance, and meet an old friend, Mr. Earl Grey. We sit together a while, but even he can’t shake the shadows in my mind.
That’s why as a rule, I don’t like to be awake at 5am.
There were plenty of smiles this week!
1. The beautiful weather!
2. The fact that my outfit photos get interrupted by a toddler standing right in front of the camera asking, “What’s this?” and going “uh-oh!” because it’s beeping.
3. Playing ‘fetch’ with both the dog and the baby! *another bad mother moment, but oh so funny!*