I insist on keeping myself very busy. I have two speeds, fast or coma. I almost feel as if i sit still that i will fall apart.
Webmaster, paid work, mothering, wiping, cleaning, dreaming, worrying, commuting, breathing fast, breathing slow, smiling, crying, blinking, admiring, flirting, waving, typing, eating, sewing, thinking, thinking, thinking, laughing, dreaming.
And it’s only 9:30 am.
I cannot even begin to express how happy new makeup makes me. I only wear Bare Minerals because my skin is temperamental and hates anything else I try.
Love this shopping bag, did you all know I have a thing for packaging? I’m a total sucker. Here is my new lipstick, it’s Cherries on Top with Rebel on top of it. Rebel is from their Marvelous Moxie lip line which is supposed to make your lips bee stingee and, well, marvelous. I love it!
And I match my pretty new bag.
I’m at the diner.
Yes it is Valentines Day and I’m taking myself on a date. I have my sitter and I got off of work a little while ago. Jaime is in Paris so there wasn’t anyone to go out with. I actually enjoy my own company, and between my iPhone, iPad, and my busy little head it’s just fine. It’s actually more then fine, it’s pretty marvelous. And Jaime emailed me a picture of the crescent moon over Paris earlier today.
And I was just struck, because it was night there and it was still daytime here. Yeah, time difference, I’m always like whoa with that when he travels. Tonight as I was walking to my car I looked up at the sky and it was the same crescent moon that Jaime sent me a picture of. Only my moon was over NYC, and his moon was over Paris. It made me realize how incredibly small the world is, in the beautiful way a baby is small. Small is precious. It made the universe make sense for this really brief moment, if that makes sense at all. It is a delicious thought on this Valentines Day. Almost as delicious as the eggs I’m about to eat in this little corner of the universe.
Happy Valentines Day lovelies.
I’m choosing happy and not being a little complainer bird. I slept over my mother in law’s apartment last night and just noticed the lovely little collection she has of birds, some painted, some glass, but all just really darling. They are sort of like this picture but way more chic and classy, like her! I am not sure why I never noticed them before. They made me so happy! I look around my life lately and cannot believe how blessedly lucky I am. My new work schedule allows me more time with the kids, which is really wonderful. I still get two days to come into the city, which I find rejuvenating. And then I get to go home and see my children, my dogs, my precious life all over again. I love it all. Even the “stress” feels good, because I can feel it. I know when things aren’t working quite well to look at what I am contributing and not blame others. It’s useless anyway. Remember when we have the urge to judge, point fingers, or take inventory of another, what are we doing to contribute to the world? When you say something crummy about someone else, it is your story you are telling, not theirs.
As an aside, I woke up with some terrible back pain (so much for not being a complainer bird). Miraculously after writing this, I feel good. Someone asked me today how I was doing, and I said “I’m blessed”.