My husband. I like him in his Ray-bans.. with a fresh haircut.. looking business-like on the phone. I looked out one night to see him pull up, and then linger in the driveway with a call from work.. and he looked cute. So I took his picture. I don't think he knows I did.
Next: How proud Bo was of his tiny snowman. Everytime I see this picture.. I'm pretty much as happy as he was with himself, at that moment.
And then.. Sophie. In her rag-a-muff princess get-up.. again. And everyday.
I am a lucky wife, and mom of four little monkeys I love. I'm a bit of a wanna-be. A wanna-be screenwriter,wanna-be middle-aged not THAT famous of an actress , and wanna-be Tim McGraw groupie.. but happily settle with country concerts and some good long runs. I love cucumber slices on wheat thins, junior mints with popcorn, and anything yeasty.. (besides, infections, ofcourse.)
I indulge in lame reality shows, numerous hairbows for Sophie, and sitting in the sunshine.
I'm not unusually talented, but pretty condfident I can write ya a poem about anything.