off with her head!

there goes a couple more inches.

much bettter, I needed a little more sassy in my step.

yeah right...

SAHM

stuck.
immobile.
scratching away.

feeling trapped in a mud rut.
going through the motions.
wondering if I am getting old.

tired.
growing weary.
impatient.

don't want to waste time.
need to get to it.
have to catch up.

frustration.
clenched fists.
furrowed brow.

when
will this
change...

to stay or go.
will I regret.
little for so little.

that was close...

Okay, yesterday I was going to CVS...

I know... I am an addict.

I walk out of my house and across the street is a huge dog.

Much like the one in the photo, but bigger and blondish...

I immediately start sweating and trying to figure out an escape route incase "Thor" dog decides to attack.

I walk down my steps and I am carrying Liam in the car seat also.

I imagine the dog jumping on me and attacking me and Liam.

I try to play it cool as the dog stop sniffing the ground and faces me with an alert glare.

Now I am really sweating.

I pray, "please God, don't let this dog hurt me or Liam..."

I muster up enough courage to meekly command the dog to "sit"...

and he sat!

God is awesome!

change is the only constant...

Well, the time has come...14 inches donated to Locks of Love in honor of my aunt. She was in a bad factory accident and lost her hair...So there it is...

oh yeah!!!

http://www.elfyourself.com/?id=1178757298

Bring on the holidays and the laughs!