Hello, Can I be your Friend?

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I haven’t looked out for Jeannine for a long time.  In fact, I feel like I’ve told her,  “Take the back burner honey.”  There’s Surviving to do, Breathing, Tough Stuff like that.  But I’m Ready.  I’m Ready to Start Living.  Passionately.  With Purpose.  I have Hobbies Galore.  Half Learned Languages.  Ok, one eighth learned.  Dusty Canvases.  Forlorn Cookbooks.  My Muscles used to be Tight to the Bone.  I was an Avid Fitness Girl for Eight Whole Years. So my Running Shoes are going on.  Hey, I’m 43, it’s Flipping Time.  Flipping. Time.

Who’s with me?  In the comment section below, tell me one thing you’re going to Dust Off.  Dig Out.  Break Out.  Start Again.  Try Out. Recharge.

Let’s Do It.

Love You.

xxo

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In Anticipation of Summer Bliss

I Can’t Wait for…

the way my nose tingles when I scrunch it after a day in the sun..

the lovely happy shimmy of  poplar tree leaves in summer breeze…

the sound of my dogs happy panting as her wet body lies near mine by the river on my blanket..

the cottagey look of a flower pot and other miscellaneous summer treasures through a screen door…

the snap of flip flops on the hot pavement….

made by marcus valhalla chocolate ice-cream running onto my fingers from its waffle cone..

falling into bed with campfire lingering on my hair….my face still hot from the warm glow…

the smell of bbq…

the snip of the garden scissors cutting off chives and the wonderful aroma that permeates the summer air….gramma jean’s potato salad awaiting it’s addition on the kitchen counter.

rhubarb everything….it’s gorgeous pink threads coursing over vanilla ice cream, gracing my multigrain toast with a slice of cheese, in custardy silky cake

the smell of hot rubber tires as you walk past cars basking in the summer heat..

sundresses and sandals….the soft cotton swirling around your legs…

the pffft pffft pffft of the sprinkler in the morning air….

the sound of the distant lawn mower and the subsequent waft of freshly mown grass that floats your way….

Oh Canada, I Love You.  Your Name alone Sounds so Gentle on My Tongue.

I Love You Fellow Canadians and All of My Other Earth Dwellers.

xoxo

 

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Fight the Urge to Filter

My Gorgeous Kingly Son said to me “Momma I love you, Please don’t use your Snapchat filter to talk to me.  I love you with your Flaws.” My Heart.  I love Authenticity too. In Others.  But sometimes I still want to just Pretty It Up a Bit.  Scared that others might Love Me Less if they See the Truth. I know my only Hope to Be a Blessing is my Ability to be Real.  But sometimes Vulnerability is Scary.  And Sometimes its Hardest with those Closest to Us. But truly the Only hope of Connection comes through Truth.  Rawness.  Openness. Vulnerability.

So Today I will Fight the Urge to Filter Myself.  Yes I will Wear My Optimism.  I will choose to See Life through the Best Light.  But I will never Try to Appear Better than I am in Real Time. I am Enough.

Thanks my Darling Son.  My Kids are My Best Teachers and Mentors.

I Love You Hunter.  I love All of You Too.

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