“Fairy tales are more than true; not because they tell us that dragons exist, but because they tell us that dragons can be beaten.”
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Fine
Please don’t ask how I am.
I’ll either smile, and lie through my teeth saying, “Fine, and you?” or I’ll start crying and tell you I’m a bit of a wreck these days.
I hate crying too.
I want to be all strong and in control of my emotions.
But alas, I am a girl.
A woman if you’re going to get technical, and I’m a bundle of emotions these days.
I’m as liable to hit ya as kiss ya if you get too damn close for comfort.
So let me smile and say, “Fine”.
It’s easier for both of us.
Trust me.
No bruises or tears that way either.
spinning
“Put on a happy face.”
words from my childhood
“Never let ‘em see you cry.”
words that echo in my head
I am a spin master
I can talk about anything
and everything
under the sun
or under a gray
and cloudy day
I can deflect
and reflect
and run my own game
I may fool a stranger
and new acquaintance
others though,
those closest,
know how to see behind
a smile too bright,
eyes a bit weary and damp,
to the heavy heart within
they put an end
to the spinning
with a hug
as the smile fades
tears fall
it’s OK
for them to see me cry
I am loved
by Him
I have a dog named Blue.
Sometimes I call him Purple.
Poor dog.
not so ladylike
Sunday was for lipstick and pumps.
Tuesday night is for a half rack of barbecue ribs, slathered in just enough sauce that it covers your fingers.
So I sat at the supper table, and said to my two impressionable sons, and ever patient husband, “This is not good manners (as I licked my saucy fingers), but I’m going to do it anyway.”
Sometimes, I Am My Father’s Daughter.
Mmmmmmm, ribs for supper.
Gotta love it when your husband suggests carry out, and Chili’s has a 2 for $20 deal, AND after you order, when you’re ready to pay, you find out Kids eat FREE on Tuesdays.
YES!
Sometimes Tuesday ROCKS!!!
Started my day with toasted heels.
Does it sound more appetizing if I add, slathered in Nutella?
Coffee too.
Lotsa coffee.
~ Janean
Monday
Moody broody today.
Glad tomorrow is new.
Ladylike behavior
I am wearing lipstick today.
Only because I am out of lip balm.
But it still counts.
My mother would approve.
8:25 a.m.
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.
Today’s the kind of day, that if your morning cup(s) of coffee won’t wake you up, a walk with the dog in brisk morning air (nearly) will.
Turquoise Tangles 