The beauty of my body is not measured by the size of the clothes it can fit into, but by the stories that it tells. I have a belly and hips that say, "We grew a child in here," and breasts that say, "We nourished life." My hands, with bitten nails and a writer's callus, say, "We create amazing things."
I really don't think I need buns of steel. I'd be happy with buns of cinnamon. ~Ellen DeGeneres
Saturday, April 18, 2009
oh my .........
Water.. the boy had some choice words to say when we went though the flood waters.
Just a wee bit of flooding on way home from scout fair we have been at a stand still for 1/2 hour now