Here I am, blogging at six in the morning when I could have slept in,
'cuz my mind won't quit stumblin' over all the ideas floating around in my brain.
I hate when that happens. Not really.
But I sorta wish my brain would stumble somewhere between two and four in the afternoon when
my kids are napping and I could actually do something about it.
I feel like a little kid.
Five days before Christmas and I absolutely think I might die from the waiting.
I don't know what the holiday holds for you, but we're gonna be kickin' it in the Arctic-like environs of Michigan,
surrounded by my (very large) extended family.
My cousins, who are all extremely accomplished in their respective fields, are always an inspiration to me.
I sit around with them and think, Wow, when I grow up, I wanna be just like them!
Never gonna happen for this SAH-Mommy from the sticks of Indiana, but a girl can always dream.
Now that I'm thinkin' about it, the fact that I look up to them so much is actually sort of funny, 'cuz I'm the oldest cousin, oldest grandchild...I'm just old (compared to them)...hehehe
Hmm...maybe now would be a good time to remind myself that I don't feel a day older than 21...
(Charlotte Russe jacket, J.crew tuxedo blouse, belt, Anthro Circle the Globe skirt, Walmart plaid scarf, Nicole boots)
