because when you can't (or refuse to try to) lose weight i say get a haircut. it will help you feel new again. for about 15 minutes. until you get home and realize that the tiny 20-something that cut your hair has more style in her 20-something pinky than i have probably ever had. i remember feeling like i invented the notion of fashion police. i once openly laughed at and denounced things like the christmas sweater and jean-on-jean outfits. now it would not even be hard to convince me to wear a sweater with a tree on it. shit there could be lights on the tree i don't care.
you know how you drive some place, maybe even a place you have only been a few times and you get there and think how did i get here? that
question, how did i get here, has so many interpretations. not, did i turn right or left, but did i even stop at that light? well today i found myself in a meeting thinking, how did i get here? like, did i take the elevator and why the f did i stay here once i got here? and now that i'm sitting in this chair, how did i get into this position in my life? i thought i was going to have a fun, kickass job. now, in my lame-ass job's defense, i usually love my job but just for blogsake, today, not so cool. once upon a time i aspired to go to law school. it was the only thing i ever picture myself good at. talking, talking and lots of defending my point. i loved the attorney that i worked for every summer (wow that's another day of blogging in and of itself) and i wanted to be just like him.
i willingly, very painstakingly gave up on the notion of becoming an attorney because i
didn't want to be stressed all the time and i wanted to have fun. so today while i was listening to some banter back and forth...i found myself thinking really, how did i get here? shouldn't i be making balloon animals somewhere? although when they pop it scares the crap out of me. and is there school for that? anyway, the first pic is carson (almost 4) and pierce (almost 1) wearing the same pjs. how funny that we both got the same jams for our little guys. and the second pic is at the fun water place that robyn and i took the five kids on thursday. we had a great time and i think the kids did too.
i will try to write more often. there will definitely be a post after pierce-a-palooza this weekend!
and my random pic of the day...samira at the fair.
hard to believe she's mine, she loves the fair.
go green!
3 comments:
Nice update chica... I think there might be a clown school where you can learn to make balloon animals or you could always buy a 'how to' book... that's what I did. Now I know how to make a bow tie out of a dollar bill (the higher the denomination the cooler the tie) and a balloon dog. Two traits that I KNOW will come in handy at some point in my life... hopefully.
And now it's time to quit whining!! Your job is not "lame ass"--it's "kick ass"!!! You are the best trainer I know--we just can't lose sight of the big picture. Two steps forward; one step back. Sidebar to KT: I feel so much better after spending (what?) $160,000 on a ND education only to find out now that you feel that making a bow tie out of a dollar bill will serve you so much better in the future.... ;-) Mom/clf
If CLF thinks that we spent anywhere close to $160,000 on KMF's education, then she is even farther out of the financial loop than I though. :)
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