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aging.

Posted on March 10, 2010

I just have to record that today I did two things I never thought I would do.

And if I thought about either of them too hard I would cry tears of frustration and anger (at myself) and then throw myself a big ole pity party. And then join a gym.

I bought an anti-aging night cream to help with my dry skin (don’t care much about my wrinkles but am desperate to get my skin back to normal).

AND.

I bought the next size up in jeans. A size I’ve never been before and said I never EVER would be.

But I am.

And DAMN are those jeans comfortable and MAN is my face soft right now.

So although I should be out jogging and starting my diet tonight I am instead totally beat from a great+busy day with the kids and blogging while Chris puts them to bed.

Oh, and I’m sure a soda will be in my near future. Which won’t help the waistline but DAMN will it taste good. And as I embrace the ripe old age of 30 I’m finding that those simple pleasures in my day far out weigh (most of the time) my growing ass.

I’m also finding, surprisingly, that the older I get the worse my mouth gets.

Don’t be surprised that by my 40th birthday I’m 300 pounds, drunk all the time and smoking 2 packs a day. Because that’s where my bad habits seem to be headed.

And HELL TO THE NO will I tell you what my new and larger than life size is. So don’t ask!







don’t cry.

Posted on March 10, 2010

In the car on the way to school this morning Parker was crying at the injustice of not getting to wear a skirt and Bailey started singing a song that went…

“Don’t cry Parker, don’t cry. Don’t cry Parker, don’t cry…”

And after a minute or so Parker stopped crying.

And when she stopped Bailey held out her hand to her and said, “sisters?”

And Parker, holding her hand, said, sniffling, “yes.”

And Bailey said, “friends?”

And Parker smiled and said loudly, “YES!”

And my heart broke a little as I drove them the rest of the way to preschool.



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