OK. So January kind of sucked. Things are on the upswing now, though, and it’s time to lighten the mood here!
How’s this for a laugh?
This was me in grade six, looking mighty fine in my dirty old turtleneck and swanky plaid vest from Northern Reflections. It was before I learned how to style my unruly hair or how not to eat four pizza pops for lunch everyday.
My aunt put this precious gem of a photo in a cozy little Christmas frame and gave it to me this summer. Thanks for bringing up old wounds, Auntie Frieda! Kidding. I am at peace with my portly past.
Anyways, Steve gets home from Argentina tomorrow and we are all so ready for his return. I have missed him, and have heartily realized all the things he does for me and our family since he’s been gone. Oh, Absence and your fondness-blooming tendencies. He even pre-arranged to have flowers delivered to me TWICE while he was gone. Total brownie points there. Wait, those brownie points are actually cancelled out by the head lice, stomach flu, night terrors and general discord I put up with for the last three weeks while he was traipsing through South America. He owes me BIG TIME. The flowers were nice, though. I will think of them as I am sitting on a white-sand beach all by myself, away from the children, away from it all.
Thanks to everyone who was such a source of kind encouragement while I was having a rough go on my own. I have felt so loved and supported these past few weeks.
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That was so sweet of Steve. Doesn’t make up for all the trauma you endured but nice, nonetheless.
Could I be on that beach with you?
Ditto to everything Jen said. Especially the beach part.
Oh, I loved those little pizza rolls! :) You totally deserve a beach getaway! I’m glad you both made it through the 3 weeks. I bet he missed you and the girls as well! So sweet of him for the flowers. Happy reunion tomorrow!
I’ll pack my bags! ;)
Glad you survived, friend. You’re a strong lady, you know. Love you.
Oh, lady, if you got through these three weeks you can get through anything!! I hope you thoroughly enjoy Steve’s return!
I’ve got some bad perm pix I could show you :)
I think you looked cute in 6th grade.
and having sick and infested children just wears.you.out.
The photo could be worse… How about some cool ducks? Or holey stirrup pants? Or the cat-hugging tshirt?
CIGARRRR!!!
Love you and glad your other half is on his way home.
Happy Steve / Daddy-o returns day!
Dude, ugly vest wearers unite! I think I’ve somehow escaped the awkward teen years where my mother bought all my clothes for me with barely more than a handful of photo documentation. Thank goodness film cost money back then, or you know there’d be more. Glad your man is on the return!
January totally sucked, still does. I am sinking. Here’s to a better February!
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