Friday, December 12, 2008

This Old Mare Just Aint What She Used to be.

So, on Monday I turn the big 3-0.

I'm not sure what thirty is supposed to feel like, but whatever it is...I'm not feeling it.

Most days, I look at my life and wonder who this man is in my bed and where did these three children come from. Aren't I still a seventeen year old cheerleader with big bangs and an obnoxious personality?

I'm not thirty.

Well, I guess I am. I guess it's true.

And this week, I've been reminded.

The other day Kendon and I were discussing a girl he works with.

Kendon: "She's about 25ish."

Me: "So, she's about my age."

Kendon: "'re not really 25ish anymore."

Me: "Oh."

Here's another reality check for you....

Kendon: "Sirri, you're so cute! Where did you come from? You must be cute like your mom."

Sirri: "Well, I'm CUTER than my mom. But, don't worry mom, I still love you."


And just one more.

Sirri: "So, mom. What kind of birthday cake are you going to have?"
Me: "I don't know sis. What kind do you think I should have?"

Sirri: "You could have a princess cake!"
Me: "Yeah. That's a good idea. Do you think I'm a princess?"

Sirri: "Um? Yeah? ............pause and in thought........... Well, mom. Maybe you should just have a Mommy cake."

What? This isn't what thirty year olds act like?

Tuesday, December 2, 2008

Hurry on over and check out my new ETSY shop:

www.a little white

I have some great ideas for Christmas!