oh dear. i hope i am.
i am an optimistic realist.
is that an oxymoron?
or is it just a way for pessimists to sound more optimistic?see this picture?
see that red lipstick?
i don't wear it during the day.
i can't keep my lips off of Gushy's cheeks.
or tummy for that matter.
i only wear it on special occasions.
and sometimes to church.
see that makeup?
i don't usually wear it.
i loathe taking it off.
not even to church.
although, i always powder for church.
and usually i use a little concealer b/c i have "redish tints."
that's what the lady at the MAC counter told me when i was 15.
i'll never leave my house without chapstick and a water bottle.
it just won't happen.
last night i couldn't sleep.
i tossed and turned.
i thought about the jogger stroller i sold on ksl.
b/c i had bought a "better" one from sears.
it really is better, but nothing is ever perfect.
me and comparisons just don't get on too well together.
you know, comparing this to that.
so i laid there for an hour comparing the two strollers.
mind you i had already sold the other one, which made the process more "anxiety-ish."
and it was on sunday.
i must not be praying enough lately.
usually when i'm praying more i am more sensitive to sunday worthy activities.
so laying there in bed, 12:36am is one time i looked at the clock.
the new one plays my ipod.
that's an entirely separate story.
remind me to tell it later?
it folds down with one hand (the stroller, not the ipod), it has a bigger basket, it has a steering wheel that sings, honks, and makes the key ignition sound. it has cup holders, pockets galore!
i paid the same price for each stroller.
the one i have now is obviously a better buy.
it's what sean would call "T.O. in the nfl draft."
the "exciting" pick! the "fancy dancy," "i have a MAC pick."
not really, but i did blog from one once. remember?
i attach to things.
i tried to sell my desk on ksl too.
only you utah people know what i mean by that huh?
well, i had 3 calls for the desk, but could not bring myself to sell it.
i am typing from it now.
it was my first desk as a college student in her first "big girl apartment."
i may never get rid of it.
poor sean. he's shaking his head right now.
despite it all, he still says i'm #1.
why do i hold onto things?
would oprah's organizing guy tell me i have life issues i need to sort out?
i also thought about how much easier it is to fall asleep when you have a newborn around.
so i turned on my new lamp from IKEA that i hung with pride on saturday night.
it's a big ball and it's LOVELY.
i don't care for the white-ish light, but i do love the style and ambiance it brings during the day.
i read and read and read, "these is my words."
i felt inspired by sarah.
her honesty, her desire to be someone else, but courage to be herself.
i need some more of that.
some days are better than others.
i thought about cutting my hair.
i have a fear of short brown hair.
not on others, just on myself.
and then i got tired.
and i thought about how much i hate not being able to fall asleep, but how quiet and thoughtful those nights are.
still, i'd rather just fall asleep.
anyone other than sue make it all the way through this??? oh sue, you're such a doll! bless you:-)