Owning it & Embracing it

Last night, I headed up to bed before my hubby and went to wash my face and saw that I needed, yet again, to tweeze unwanted hairs from my visage dammit! This whole growing of more body hair as one ages is just another sucky element to getting older right? So then I think I should use the make up mirror and I sit down with tweezers in hand and turn it on and it magnifies my face so much I gasp. LOL. Hubby bought me that mirror when I was 19 or 20 (maybe 21), it was never difficult to look at oneself then but fast forward a couple decades and then have a peek. So after thinking yuck for a moment or two, then I really look at myself. There are some marks on my face and some fine lines too... and then I had an epiphany. It is my face and every single mark and line tell a story and speak to who I am. I embrace each and every one. I bet I experienced the acquisition of each one to its fullest. I also live life with 150% of emotion & passion so I am sure I did. My face and my body make me who I am. I like who I am. While I am working hard to change my body (and succeeding in baby steps but steps nonetheless), I am me and I like me. I did not always like me so this is a big deal. Being in your 40's is not so bad is it? It is a time when you really start to get yourself and life in general. An ah-ha moment for me. :) Have a super long weekend all!

Some Daycare Moments: A Dinosaur and a Tough Frog & Some Sticker Stories

On the day of the Rockathon, XK, was with me at close. I asked him if he wanted to rock for the last couple minutes and he was content with what he was doing and said "Nope." He had a large dinosaur puppet and a blue / black toy frog but did not have his hand in the puppet. So we were on the deck, and I was rocking finishing out the event's required rocking and he and I were talking. So tell me how your story starts I asked. He responded "This dinosaur has been around a long time. So have the frogs. There are way more frogs then the dinosaurs. This dinosaur likes to eat the frogs. This frog is the last one. He is chewing him," and he shows me by sticking the frog in the mouth and using his hands to make the teeth chomp and chomp. So I say "the last one, eh?" And he says "yup, he takes way more chewing then the others."

I got the stickers off the daycare vehicle. I loved designing them when I was told I had to have them. I never wanted them but I got them and loved designing them. So... after 3 1/2 years, I got them off. I kept one though. A Bubble. I have named it "JennyBubble" :) So many of the kids have a lot to say about the stickers being gone. Yesterday, SD, told his teachers that it rained so hard (which it seriously did - torrentially in the afternoon while we were at daycare) that it washed the stickers off my car. Later he came down and had to ask me where they went and why. I thought and responded with "Well, you know how sometimes we give you a sticker and you put it on your hand or your arm," and he nodded. "Sometimes it gets itchy and you take it off," and he nodded. "Well that is what happened." I said. "They got itchy." And he seemed okay with that answer.

CB was most displeased with the stickers being gone. Sad and unimpressed really. He told his mom that "Hedder's car is not colorful anymore." last night as they left the daycare. This morning on the way to daycare, he said to her. "I thought about some more." His mom had no idea what he was talking about and asked him what he meant. "Hedder's car, Mom. I am going to paint it for her." LOL :)

All of the kids are saying my car is naked now, or that it is "nakey" and a couple said it needs a sweater.