You can't go back now...

The damp chill of this morning demanded to be spooned. I obliged.  Then I dashed to get ready for what would become the laziest day of this entire summer.  Though I lounge about, I must feel *put together*, it jives well with my self-care manifesto.  Donning an over sized purple grandfather cardigan and ripped up boyfriend jeans {You paid for those? Wow, have I got a new business idea...he states proudly} and stuffing peanut butter toast in my yap I give Olivia a quick lesson in picture taking. She loves this, as she has inherent talents I can only dream of.  She snaps away, knowing to shoot what she *sees* and not what others deem 'a technically correct' photo.  I love that about her.  {I'd like to think she gets that from me.}

Well my feet protest this cold, for they despise socks and they reluctantly wear them to their chagrin. 'We've laboured all year!' they shout.  'And this is the thanks we get?'

Enjoy all your lazy day holds, drink up the company of those you love, make waves, rock the boat, and just generally run about causing untold and boisterous hi-jinks to occur.  Leave your mark on this day!

But in the end the only steps that matter are the ones you take all by yourself.~the Weepies

xoxo

Comments

[doorways traveler]

you are awesome. xx

[Donna]

I love the Weepies and I love you.

[Marilyn]

I am so with you on the socks thing. My feet do protest and I resist as long as possible. No socks on my feet today.

[Gillian daSilva]

et tu, gorgeous! xo

[Gillian daSilva]

I love the Weepies, and I love you aussi. xo

[Gillian daSilva]

Sans sockies? Me too. I'm putting them on to warm my feet before bed though. Nothing worse than cold feet in the bed. Ew.
xo

[margie]

hear hear on the socks thing. my sister just knit me a gorgeous pair of non (yoga) socks. no heals and no toes.

[darlene]

:-) adore you!

[Rochambeau]

But in the end the only steps that matter are the ones you take all by yourself. Love this quote by the Weepies, Gillian. Thank you!!! Only thing I could add is to also be grateful to all those who taught you to walk!! Adore that your Oliva is staring her photographic journey now! How exciting. I always think how it must be mind blowing to see YOUR very own child being creative. WEll, your little pumpkin has an excellent teacher of a mom! I once asked my mom how it felt when she saw me making things. She thought it was cool, but my parents never made a big fuss over anything, they just knew it was what I did and expected me to be me. It's funny but I'm glad.

It's S T I L L so darn H O T here, but I did get on my bike for quick spin and exercised with my mom.

Still barefoot in Texas~
Love,
Constance

[Gigi]

Oh, the socks! I HATE socks. I wait until the last possible moment in fall to put them on, and I take them off again at the first sign of snow melting. I would be sockless always, if I could!!!!