I have a great idea. Let's just pretend that it hasn't been 2 months since I posted here, and pick up where we left off? They say with good friends that you can do that, and since we're all friends here (yep. I just made you all my friends, and you're just going to have to like it.), let's just act like it's still December.
Or not. Because that was a long time and a LOT of pecan pie ago, and I'd rather just move on into February, if it's alright with you.
As I type this, I'm in Jackson Hole, looking out at some of the most beautiful scenery God created. I've just survived a day of skiing, which probably deserves it's own post, since the last time I skied was 1992. In Georgia. While wearing jeans.
All I can say, is that I can now confidently maneuver a chair lift. And I kick butt at picking myself up from a fall without assistance. You can attribute
that skill to quite a bit of practice.
Anyway, the last couple of months have been crazy busy. I've been doing lots of editing, styling, and personal shopping. And can I just say, that I LOVE this job? Not to mention, I now have an excuse for all of my time spent shopping.
It's research.
Obviously.
I've also been having entertaining conversations with people in my life. For example:
John: Hey babe, what are you doing?
Me: Oh, just watching The Real Housewives.
John: Are you learning about booty again?
Me: No, that's Atlanta, babe. I'm watching Beverly Hills, so I'm actually learning about Botox.
See? Booty and Botox. #thethingsyoucanlearnfromrealhousewives
Or how about this conversation with our UPS guy?
Me: Hey, thank you so much!
UPS Guy: Where do you put it all, lady?
Me: (nervously laughing and hoping John didn't hear that), Oh that's hilarious, and by the way, stop looking at me like I'm a hoarder.
John: (coming up behind me because he DID hear it) Man, you're at our house every day. (while giving me the evil eye, and a mental "I told you we get a package a day.")
And then there's this adorable convo with my little presh:
Ally Grace: Hey mommy, you know what?
Me: What is it, sweet pea?
Ally Grace: I can't wait until I grow up and become a grown-up, so that I can drink coffee.
I know. Good moms say,
NO honey, coffee is bad for you. Honest moms, on the other hand, say that coffee is a gift straight from the Lord, and hey, is it too soon to take you on an outing to Starbucks?
Guess which kind of mom I am?
(Because we're friends, you should know the answer to that.)
Disclaimer:: As mentioned above, I
typed this in Jackson Hole. I'm
posting this two weeks later. I realize that I'm a slacker, but life has been kind of hard lately. Busy, full, and just plain hard in a lot of ways. I so appreciate that
hopefully at least a few of you are still around to read my silly stories. I don't know about you, but I need some silly in my life right about now.
Thanks, friends.