I'll blame it on that martini I had with Mandy a few weekends back. What began as an innocent afternoon at Cosmo's Beauty Bar morphed into something beyond my control. A reawakening of "me". Ever since that fateful first sip I have been indulging myself with reckless abandon and sans guilt. A purchase at a local boutique, new crystal earrings, metallic sandals...one girl's attempt to keep up with the tides of fashion. Just a few short months ago I was waving the white flag in surrender proclaiming that fashion was a waste of energy and simply too exhausting. I'm back in the game...at least for now...and it feels good...at least for now.
Be gone piling sweaters and holey sweats!
Ella's latest addiction also involves me. She wants to be held almost continuously and substitutes won't do. Using my hair as leverage, she'll traverse me like Mt Everest trying to get climb into my arms. If she could crawl into my skin I know she would try. I know I will long for these days when she is a tween requesting that I drop her off a block away from the movie theater. I know she will shun me and my metallic sandals and crystal earrings claiming utter embarrassment. So I will try to enjoy these moments and look past the aching back, sore arms and "to do" list a mile long.
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