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, January 20, 2007
yes.. too busy to blog
the house is FULL.
I got family and relatives coming out of my butt.
the flowers are done
the napkins are done
the dresses are done
the tux's are done
the photographer was in an automobile accident. change of plans.
the food is nearly done
I need some seasoning salt, some olives, four round table clothes, and four Tylenol! heehee
have not gotten any fluids in in the last few days but a cup or two of coffee.
I really need to get my sales tax filed, got an extension until Monday. just need to get through the next 24 hours.