Moving slowly, back to my daily routine...excited to get boxes from south carolina filled with amazing scores. But the mail is working like a snail. Staff meeting last night and all my girls are so amazing right now. Couldn't be more pleased. Doing a BellJar Girls™ photo shoot soon so look out for all that glamour coming your way. It's almost just too, too much. I know, I'm sitting here freaking out right now! Drinks with a boy later tonight. Seriously can I get some back up from the SF ladies on dating in this town. I swear it was not this bad pre-married days. Oh back in the 2000's things were sooooo much simpler. Hmm well none the less, you just get back on that horse. But I swear I feel more trampled these days then that time I got kicked off my arabian during a western trick riding contest. And that left in the hospital for over a week. But I'm still hopeful. I refuse to be some wallflower sitting in the corner, feeling sorry for herself. Where there is flame there is fire...and for those who know me, well there is certainly fire. Maybe if your lucky I'll give you all some deets. Or maybe not. Depends on my mood and shade of polish. xo Darling
I want Johny's Bird to come photograph me.
My Mother asked me a few weeks ago if I prayed. She claimed she did not know how to. I replied of course I did. She asked me what I did, If I lit candles or knelled and I explained that sometimes I might make a ceremony of it but mostly I just pray throughout my day. I pray when I drive, or while sitting quietly on my couch. I pray while I fall to sleep and I pray as I steam dresses at work. Any chance I get from my chaotic and sometimes loud life, I take a second to connect to the universe. I ask for it help, and strength and I thank it for all the gifts it provides me. She then asked me what it made me feel, praying. And I have thought a lot about this. What it makes me feel. The best answer I can come up with is; It makes me feel quiet.