I cut off 4 inches of my hair. Well, my sister Caitlyn did it for me. I feel like a new girl. My hair was getting much too long- I was looking like a hippie. But not anymore.
We had Thanksgiving today and I am much too tired to talk about it. It was good.
I am thankful:
That I can swear in front of my parents and they don't get mad or scold me.
For my incredibly loving, forgiving husband. No, really. I can be one crazy bitch and he still loves me.
That Oprah is finally throwing in the towel. It's about time.
For potatoes. Mashed, fried, roasted, baked. I love them.
For Violet's Oeuf seat.
That I am not boring.
For the challenge of raising children. It's helping me figure out more about my abilities and my limits.
For my deceased mother in-law's little gold birds that sit on my shelf.
That I own the most comfortable bed on the planet.
That I don't own a dog.
For the quality my husband strives for in his work.
For how I feel when I go to the temple.