Friday, February 4, 2011
Mama's headed out this evening to celebrate with some girlfriends. A collection of crazy-women ranging in age from 29 to 72. The 72 year old is sort of our unofficial fearless leader. When she speaks, we listen. She's raised five daughters, lost one son, and been married to the same man for 40 plus. She's worked in health care, she volunteers, she prays, she drinks Corona, and you can usually find her shopping at a thrift store or garage sale-ing. We ask her how she has survived motherhood, marriage, and life. We ask her how she keeps her spirit so young. She gives us one answer: Girlfriends
Cheers to girlfriends who make your cheeks hurt from smiling, your gut hurt from laughing, your voice hoarse from gabbing. Cheers to girlfriends who recharge your battery and make you proud of who you are.
Wednesday, February 2, 2011
Exploring the world of self-promotion. Trying to train my brain to be comfortable with saying "LOOK AT ME! LOOK AT ME!"
Right now my horn sounds like a lame plastic kazoo with a hole in it, so I have lots of work to do.
OOPS! Almost forgot: http://www.facebook.com/sweetbabydolly
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