It's OK to dream like a little girl. Even as adults, we should never lose that!
Sing Carrie Underwood's "Somethin' in the water", like you used to belt out Bon Jovi's "I'll be there for you." It feels great!
Hope for the best for other people.
Remember and honor those that built you!
Allow your children to see your flaws and and help them understand that you are a real person with thoughts, dreams and feelings.
Empathetic and compassionate are words that I hope people use to describe me.
(Rather than binge drinker and constant lip stick applier/wearer)
Although, truth be told, they are probably all true
I've said it once, I'll say it again-a fake Christmas tree can save a marriage.
I've said it once, I'll say it again-a fake Christmas tree can save a marriage.
It is scary I am old enough that I could have given birth to any of the KY Wildcat basketball players. #BBN
I may not send Christmas cards ever again-that is not something to have anxiety about in the middle of the night
Do or say something nice to or for someone every single day and it will change you for the better. In other words, resist the urge to be a douchebag.
When your jeans are too tight, your zipper comes down more easily, be more aware of this than I was last Thursday night.
And lastly, try for a positive attitude. Some days are harder than others, but try anyway!
Example:
(Today Elizabeth's huge new stroller/wheel chair wasn't locked and it rolled in the street and hit a truck, my purse was in it, luckily not her, and spilled everywhere in the street. While I was trying to pick up the contents and pack the stroller up, Elizabeth locked herself in the car and was so distraught when I couldn't open the door. I had to have my dad drive to my house to get the spare key and she was hysterical by the time he got there. Oh, and I forgot to get the Christmas presents for church because I am a bad church goer, and was late getting presents for needy kids (not something to forget on the to do list). Also, Johnny woke up at 6 this morning, Sunday, and had dismantled and/or destroyed 50% of our eight total Christmas decorations before 7 am (we have no ornaments on the tree :(. He also accidentally bit through my skin because I didn't cut his pizza and get it to his mouth fast enough. We can't get a load of laundry dry because he plays in the dryer and throws the wet clothes on the floor.
Lastly and tragically, I face-timed myself twice while trying to text, but lived through it-barely.
Hey, another typical Sunday! I still made it through-happy, pretty unscathed, and ready to take on whatever comes next!)
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