S: Mom, don't I look cute for work?
Me: Yes. You look very cute. What shoes are you wearing?
S: My brown ones. And my new bag matches perfectly!
Me: Yes it does. You're almost 19, don't you want to look pretty?
S: I don't care. (then in a sing, songy voice) I want to be a pretty, pretty Princess!
And she pirouettes out the door....
6/30/12
6/29/12
What a drag it is getting old
As I write this post, it is precisely 7:17 on a Friday night.
I have brushed my teeth, put on my PJs, and am settling on my bed getting ready to watch Ally McBeal on Netflex.
It wasn't that long ago when, it this time on a Friday night, I was changing out of work clothes, touching up my makeup and hair and getting ready to out to a club for a night of dancing, drinking and socializing.
I wish I still had that energy....
I have brushed my teeth, put on my PJs, and am settling on my bed getting ready to watch Ally McBeal on Netflex.
It wasn't that long ago when, it this time on a Friday night, I was changing out of work clothes, touching up my makeup and hair and getting ready to out to a club for a night of dancing, drinking and socializing.
I wish I still had that energy....
6/28/12
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