My children tease me mercilessly. According to them, I can be forgetful, a tad bit obsessive, a little fickle at times, and I live in my own little world.
“That’s the beauty of bein’ me,” I tell them.
Every day is a new day, every movie is a new movie, every book a new book. Forgetful? Perhaps. I choose to believe it just might be economical.
Then there’s that back porch filled to the brim with thrift store clothes waiting for their turn to be refashioned. I do tend to go over the top when I get excited about something. Obsessive? Perhaps. I choose to believe it just might be a blessing.
I know I’ve been professing the “Think Spring” thing lately, but, I think I’m going to load up the Suburban with teenage boys, head to the mountain, and spend the day skiing in some fresh air. Fickle? Perhaps. I choose to believe it just might be spontaneous.
But I guess, “that’s the beauty of bein’ me”!
Ditto! Thanks for knowing I am not alone! (including the stack of thrift store finds waiting to be refashioned)
I can relate and I loved this post! Have a great time skiing. ~~Bliss
Now that is my kind of ski day! I miss the mountain!
You are so welcome for the Sunshine Award Beth! Your blog makes me smile!
I have a short-term memory when it comes to movies, I can watch a movie for the hundreth time, and still laugh outloud, because I don’t remember any of it! My family watches me like I’m crazy!
Have a great day on the mountain & enjoy the fireworks!