Woman, Wife, Mother, In that order… Wonders when she’ll feel grown up… Loves, loves, loves her boys… Ever the optimist, not always easy… Hated math in school, likes numbers… Still looking for perfect camera bag… Can’t believe someone calls her mom… Wants to be Juliet without dying… Loves the stillness of Iowa snow… Books over television, music above all… California girl at heart, misses ocean… Loves desert, asks why in July… Writing in third person, wondering why… Dreams of KitchenAids, Purses, and Cameras… Can’t imagine life without flip flops… Attempting to jump off into potential… Hardest to forgive herself, hates it… Could live on pizza and nachos… Not a question, Cy over Herky… Still learning to love her hair… Watches football for the tight pants… History geek, bookworm, loves cooking shows… Knows it will all be okay… Could go on and on and…
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{ Self Portrait }
{SOOC. This is exactly what I look like at 7:18 PM. No fixes. No retouches. I’m tired from a 50-minute commute home and a trip to the gas station; my glasses have left pink spots on the sides of my noses; the wrinkles under my eyes are clearly visible; the blemish that literally popped up overnight on my cheek is in plain site; whatever makeup I started the day with is long gone.}
