So happy that we decided to have an impromptu rendezvous! No, this photo was not the result of our encounter! I chose this photo-booth photo in honor of tradition for social media’s #FlashBackFriday. I feel that it captures our never ending, young-at-heart, twenty-five plus years of marriage, kind of relationship. He still makes my heart go pitter-patter, and I melt every time he first enters the room. Don’t get me wrong, we’re only human and we do have our moments, but for the majority of the time, we get along just splendidly! We have to work it, baby, to make it work!! Peace and love, out!
The Compliments
Over-worked, short-staffed, body aches, and very tired. Oh, but this just describes another day in my life while at my day/night job (I mean, my career). Lord only knows how I keep my sanity!
Rewind to a few days ago. I was having a conversation with my teenage son about planning my next transition into a new career. If all goes smoothly, this will happen next year when I turn the big 5-0. I’m excited with anticipation, looking forward to new challenges, experiences and meeting new people. I don’t know how else to explain it, but I feel like I’m going to get a new toy or something. Better yet, the feeling of being told to go on a shopping spree without a budget! YES!! So, my son tells me that I’d be perfect at my next career job because I’m so professional. Compliment number one of the week! Basically, my son is referring to my office voice, which both my sons make fun of on the rare occasion. What I do well at, is being able to lose my SoCal Valley Girl slang, and actually annunciate the verbiage coming out of my man-pleaser (I mean my pie-hole) while I am at work, or on the phone at home conducting business. Shut up!! I know, right??!!
Fast forward to last night. Again, over-worked, very tired, achy, etc., you get the picture. A co-worker enters the office, and we all make small talk. After sharing my anticipation of a career move, he, yes I said HE, was surprised of my age! He gave me the scrunching-eyebrow-raising look, and preceded to tell me that he thought I was ten years younger than my actual age. Compliment number two!! I never feel the need to lie about my age because it’s just a number. I’m young at heart and of mind. My sons tease me about liking music that teenaged girls would like. To that I say, “Damn straight!” It’s my body’s joints that need a good oiling for better mobility and to stop the cracking sounds. Hell, I’ll admit it, Ben Gay can be a lifesaver!
Today’s lesson and a reminder to everyone, kind words and out-of-the-blue compliments can make someone happy inside. As you can see, it works wonders for me!
Peace, love and Bobby Sherman. ❤
WTF #50!!!
This is an awesome 5th of July!!! Thank you again to everyone who’ve “Liked” my posts!
xoxo ~ Corinne
OMG for #20!
A BIG THANK YOU to all who have taken the time to follow me! I feel like I’m just a quiet, working mom and wife who loves to dabble in writing when I have the spare time. I may not be as well-versed as some of you very talented bloggers out there, but I try to make y’all laugh, the way I can laugh at myself!
xoxo ~ Corinne
This River
This river is absolutely breath-taking. This river radiates beautiful, cooling, relaxing sounds, and represents such tranquility where words are hard to describe. This river is full of adventure for people of all ages who want the thrill of excitement galore. This river brings new comradery among complete strangers, coming from all over the nation, who also have the same desires and goals of having fun. This river is strong, with great, intense power that can overtake anyone who dares to challenge it. This river can bring relationships much closer together, or escalate stress into chaos amongst even the best of friends. This river is a watering hole for families and friends to gather and enjoy what the great outdoors has to offer.
Well, enough about me. What did you do this 4th of July? (If you’re in the U.S.A.)
Choices
Wake up with a smile.
But why?
Because I choose to.
Was told I smile too much.
Was assumed unhappy when not.
Introvert mostly.
My best company is me.
Try to do good by me and you.
But why?
Because I choose to.
No judgements please before known truthes.
For when you do, I say “F” you.
Lessons learned once again.
Not all choices please everyone.
Promise to self:
I give myself permission to be happy and smile about it.
I give myself permission to be unhappy and a full on bitch!
Not Enough Words to Describe
(Photo from Whisper.sh)
I believe the image says it all for me . . .
Comfortable – Not Content
(Photo from Malachiclothing.com)
Here I am, another confused, adult woman who feels like she’s reached her crossroads in life. Can you blame me? I’ll be forty-nine this year. I see you’re shaking your head in disbelief. I know, I know, but yes, it’s true! My mind and spirit are still reminiscent of the ’80s and ’90s, yet my body says otherwise. As I sigh quietly in the darkness of the room, I ask myself, “After all these years, what the hell am I going to do next?” I’m so ready for retirement from my current career, but want to do something fun, something to fulfill ME. I would definitely still need and want to work, but on my terms. Please don’t ask me to join your team to become part of your downline, crossline, upline, etc. Been there – done that, and I do not want nor feel the need to be another worker-bee to build someone else’s empire. Thank you, but no. I want my next ten years to bring fulfillment and satisfaction, more importantly, to me, my family, but also to be of service to others. I can’t predict what my immediate future will have in store for me, but I know good things are in the making. One thing’s for sure, I will not give up on hopes and dreams.
Life continues . . .
Real Men French Braid
(Photo from PrettyHairisFun.com)
First off, no I’m not a little girl with blonde hair. With my husband’s support, I was on a mission to find a YouTube tutorial that he could follow along with, in hopes to learn how to french braid my hair. I don’t even know how to french braid! He was very willing to give it a whirl! So, I found this tutorial where a simple french braid was explained step-by-step for beginners. At least my husband had experience and was familiar with regular braids, you know, the kind he did on horse tails in his younger years while living on the ranch! Bless his heart, he practiced and practiced on my hair, but he still said it didn’t look right. Of course, I didn’t mind because it always feels so relaxing when someone plays with my hair. Before, during and after, I got the lecture that my long bangs need to fully grow out, so the braid would look right without any “extras”. Meaning, he’d like all my hair to be one length for easier manageability. He’s too funny! My teenaged son asked in confusion, “Are you braiding Mom’s hair?” Needless to say, I ended up with two, braided tails, but no french braids. He’s still on a quest to practice until he perfects his skill. Did I mention he’s also my hair colorist? That man attacks my gray hair roots with gloves and a brush applicator the way he would work on our cars – with great purpose and tenacity. He’s a keeper alright, and that’s why I love him!
Yesterday After Designs – My Inspiration
Yesterday After Designs – My Inspiration.
Thank you to Carolina for sharing your passion and inspiration! ❤️
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