I am wearing lipstick today.
Only because I am out of lip balm.
But it still counts.
My mother would approve.

My 8 year old son says, “Man, Blue (the dog) is crashed.”
I reply, “That’s because he woke up at 4:00a.m. and we’ve been outside to go potty three times, take a long walk, and play ball.”
My husband asks him, “Is Mommy still hiding in the kitchen?”
My youngest son looks at me, grins, and answers, “Yep”, before adding, “Mom, you should come over here and pet Blue.”
I think I’ll go shower and get ready for church instead.
Love that dog. I do. But man alive, he’s wearin’ me out and my house is more of a wreck than usual. I am not a woman who has ever figured out how to do it all. Housework is always the first to go.

takingstockofwhatmattersmost:

not every word is perfect

not every sentence inspired

not every rhyme is needed

not every poem a masterpiece

but

every word is needed

and every sentence important

every rhyme a learning experience

and each poem leads to another

aquietjoy:

Oh my dear, I’m sorry to say

I can see you are not well today.

Put on a little lipstick dear,

and step out into the bright.

Take a brisk little walk dear,

shake free the shadows of the night.

Send yourself some flowers dear,

indulge in the botanical delights.

Turn your music up loud dear,

and dance as if you are the light.

Put on a little lipstick dear,

and everything will be alright.

Smiling, because my mother is All About The Lipstick. I’m more of A Lip Balm Gal myself. Lovely sentiment and, other than the lipstick, I do many of these things to soothe my soul when I’m feeling surly…or have the blahs. ~ Janean