Spending a lot of time this week thinking about warmth, I wonder why. I can almost remember what it feels like. In fact the other day there was a break in the cold and the temp reached 50 degrees. I was smiling. An honest to goodness, authentic, just because I'm alive kind of smile. It has since vanished, replaced with the just getting by, crazy in the eyes sorta smile. I hope someday soon to be back to my old self, with my old shorts on, complaining about how hot it is.My view
When the ultrasound tech declared I was having another boy, I declared myself princess! No job sharing here. I wear the tiara in this family. I'm the mother of three darling little boys. Add in my husband and dog(yes, my grumpy male dog counts) and that's a lot of testosterone. They are dirty little wrestling rascals. I let my boys be boys, but I like things pretty. What's the best defense and the only way I stay sane? Organize my heart out, decorate in spite of 2000 match box cars on the kitchen floor and when the castle gets really crazy I grab something and paint it!
Spending a lot of time this week thinking about warmth, I wonder why. I can almost remember what it feels like. In fact the other day there was a break in the cold and the temp reached 50 degrees. I was smiling. An honest to goodness, authentic, just because I'm alive kind of smile. It has since vanished, replaced with the just getting by, crazy in the eyes sorta smile. I hope someday soon to be back to my old self, with my old shorts on, complaining about how hot it is.
My view
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