In the fields of Vermont. Montpelier’s Farmers Market yanked ‘em out of the grown & stuck ‘em in a bucket. I can’t wait to do that to my garden of Black eyed susans.
May 17, 2012
I want these…
I don’t want money, I don’t want a new car, I don’t want a new house. I’ve got everything I want. EXCEPT a backyard filled to overflowing, so that I may share some of my flowers with a friend or two.
May 17, 2012
Yes, please…
This was from the Cheese Cake Factory. I ate a slice & felt no guilt before, during or after.
Everywhere I look, people are obsessed with how they look. Sometimes I get caught up in that stress. I look at my 16 year old’s perfect body, the one I had when I was her age. I decided I had my time to shine & someday she will have wrinkles & scars earned by raising her own family.
When my body was perfect, my life was about getting my driving license, new clothes, boys, never how much I weighed. I now know how much work I put my body through. I never knew there would be a physical limit…that I would age?
I have begun to accept who I am, the scars & wrinkles & a little extra weight is worth everything I’ve done to be here. Me & my husband made our family.
I also know I need to take pleasure when I can find it. So I ate a whole slice, & savored every single bite. I should have pie, I deserve it. & you know what, it was so filling I couldn’t eat any dinner. Bonus! All of us are aging & none of us can stop time. & if I want pie for dinner…”can you add extra whipped cream & maybe a cherry on top?”
