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.
Thursday, July 14, 2011
I went non stop today, parent support for TXVA, Cub Scout field trip to petco, we had 17 kids under 11 attend. then school supplies (did you know that Office Max has folders for $.01? and then Target for everything under the sun, and then art class at the museum (free) and then chess club at the library and then the boys made dinner (scout requirement) and then one boy had boy scouts and the other piano practice, after showers tonight I was exhausted.