I did a bunch of yard work: gardening, trimming, hedging, pruning, watering of parched to hell grass and flowers. It was fun to be outside with Liam (amusing himself pleasantly) and check, check, checking things off the never ending list. We were outside for a couple hours when he said to me with a frown, "hot, hot, hot." And I thought oh buddy, I'm sorry, it is about 90 degrees out here!
I just love it hot--it doesn't even phase me. Perhaps because I am a direct descendant of one of the original sun goddesses...
Worst Part of the Day-
(I rarely ever look in the mirror...) Today I noted quite objectively that I look like someone who is on the verge of an intense makeover--with a pot belly and horrifyingly neglected eyebrows--eek. Now where is my team of professionals to transform me??? Hello?
2 comments:
you DO NOT have a pot belly, rather you look a bit emaciated, stressed and exhausted miss...time to focus on YOU a bit a think..xo
Thank you for the advice to take time for my bad self! Yes, I will...
Though not emaciated, I get it!! xo
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