This will not be a post where I whine on and on about being "old".
I love being 38 fabulous years old.
I'm happier and more self secure now than at 28.
28 was me running around trying to figure out how to jump start my career and how to afford the latest hand bag or shoes a la Carrie in Sex and the City.
38 year old me is like WOW! CHILL, YO!
I'm a MOM!
It STILL trips me out!
|Because I get to share moments like this.|
Mural by Joshua Abram Howard
I love the lines I see developing on my smile.
I've always had the frown lines- frowny face is my default setting.
When I was younger, guys on the subway would say (yell from a distance):
"Smile girl! You're beautiful!"
Actually, the guy who yelled that got a smile.
The ones who said more obnoxious things got THE LOOK.
It's a cringe worthy look.
I tried it on myself once... DAAAAUUUUUUMMM!!!
So yeah the smile lines are a good thing- the rabid bull dog look was getting tired.
This week has been busy so I haven't been able to scrap much of anything.
I did experiment with this:
So I saw a photo of the India Street Mural Project online and I simply HAD TO SHOOT IT!
|I first thought this would be easy. It was but ONLY|
if you pick paper with no border. Cutting this
12 by 12 into 7 by 9 and making the pattern MATCH
was hard. But the final results were great.
India street is about 20 blocks from where I live.
How. Had. I. Missed. It?
The murals went up in 2009.
|Dave and The Lolster admire Chris Soria's mural.|
I was 5 months pregnant and battling doctors who were telling me I should consider "termination" because my baby would most likely be severely disabled.
I gave 'em THE LOOK. I wore it for the next 2 months.
I just felt it was gonna be ok. I FELT it.
And she was. And she IS.
|First time I let you slide down by yourself. 2/22/12|
So there it is. Why I'm so happy. Why every day is a gift.
Why I'm so freakishly expressive (blabber mouth!).
Try not to totally hate my blubbering.
I do hold back SOME of it. :)
|Not THE LOOK.|