Look At Us!

what a silly pair of love birds! this was just before seths mission. i love this picture.

a city girl

i feel the desire to be a city girl. this is so far from who i am considering i grew up in small town and now live only 50 miles from there. however sometimes i wonder what it would be like living in the city in a small apartment, no car, lots of shoes, sushi, a tube of red lipstick, annual museum passes, an umbrella, an iPad, an expensive party dress, a city map, and a roll of quarters. Life in the city.

last night i had a chance to hear a man speak about making positive changes in his life. making changes and trying to do better on a daily bases. it really hit me when he said he was 67, not that he is SO old, i realized at that point that perfection doesn't come with age. when i am 67 i will still be working on myself. i am a work in progress and will always be. there is no race to perfection. understanding that no one is perfect. we learn that. we learn no one is perfect but some how i manage to convince myself that those people around me are perfect. people don't like to talk about their weaknesses or downfalls rather about their successes. and i admit life would be yucky if we all sat around talking about our downfalls. for me its not about sitting around beating myself up but rather realizing that i am just like everyone else - not perfect. there is no reason to hate myself or stress over my imperfections. I have a life time to change and grow. realizing that one day at a time doesn't mean be perfect in all things today. it means today i can strive to do a few things better than yesterday.

today i will love myself a little more than yesterday.

Beach Fun

we had a great time at the beach on Saturday! The sun was shinning, it was hot and we had great company. The day really warmed my soul!

Sadies first bloody nose and all I got was this picture

It's become a tradition for the kids to walk home from the mail box around the corner from our house after I pick up the mail. I usually stop to get the mail after running errands and the kids walk and I drive alongside them. Sounds silly but the feel so independent.

So the kids are playing near the mail box while I check the mail. Sadie's nose and Linkin's head collide. Sadie started crying so I tell her to come here for a hug and a kiss. On the way over to me it happens...her nose starts bleeding. Then she notices it's bleeding and that's when the REAL tears begin. She's not one for losing blood.

Needless to say she didn't walk home. I didn't think to take a quick photo. I guess under the circumstance it would have been to much to ask for a smile. So the next day I got a picture of the blood stained sidewalk.

Sadies broken bleed as she calls it...

Goals, we all have them. This is mine.

Some days I wish I were still a kid