I’m a Very, Very Good Driver
I never, ever got smart enough to prepare for this phase of my parenting journey. This is the “always-in-the-car” season of my life, and along with it I am noticing the spread in my backside and my very pale skin.
I never, ever got smart enough to prepare for this phase of my parenting journey. This is the “always-in-the-car” season of my life, and along with it I am noticing the spread in my backside and my very pale skin.
I decided on Wednesday morning that I either needed to make the pods or start dusting the ingredients that had been sitting on my bathroom shelf. So I went for it.
Last week a sweet friend shyly whispered to me, “Can I ask you something delicate? While you were at Disney World, how did you keep your thighs from rubbing raw?”
I’ve been the recipient of a lot of hate over the past few months and it does cause me to wonder. I mean, what’s the point of spreading hate?
In case you haven’t heard, we have had a little bit of rain around here lately. Thankfully our home hasn’t floated away and since the weather app says no more storms this week I feel safe in saying we don’t need to buy that boat.
As of the writing of this post I have no idea what time it is. The power has been out since 2AM and just now it came back on and my clock is flashing 12:00. 12:00. 12:00.
Now, normally they say that you need to study many different people in order to come to a true, scientific conclusion. But I didn’t feel free to experiment on other people, so I will only testify as to my personal results.
Yep. I remember in my teen years how hard it was to find stability when it came to my confidence. Actually, forget my teens, I struggled with it last week! It never fully goes away.
What do you get when you cross a whirlwind trip to Ft Worth with a woman who has been detoxing from Disney and sugar? I think you can imagine. It’s not pretty.
But have you ever though of it as art? Art is enchanting and art is messy and each workmanship is unique. It involves creativity and humanness and mistakes. You can’t have a quality piece of art without a lot of trial and error and erasing and lessons.