our day was unwritten. without pressure and chaos, but still i woke up with that feeling...
the one that makes you want to stay in bed and not face the day. i wanted it to rain and thunder and i'm pretty sure lightening would have been the icing on my lumpy cake.
this happens every single time i return home from michigan. it's the combination of wanting to return to my own pillow and not wanting to leave my family. it can be tough saying goodbye and it takes me a day or two to get over it.
so with a big, pink quilt, a cup of coffee and a quiet house (daddy took the kids for some quality/give mama a break time) my mood began to plummet. my bed was calling me back and i had to return some emails. you would have thought i had to climb a mountain the way i was carrying on.
my friend happened to call at the exact moment i needed her to and she listened to me sob. she listened and only interjected a few times to say she couldn't understand me. so i repeated it more evenly this time until the last few syllables where i'm sure i could have won the who has the highest pitched voice in naples, fl contest. then, for a brief moment i looked down and caught sight of my unpolished and very unmanicured toes which only made matters worse.
she confirmed that i do this each time i return home from michigan. and like a good doctor, she suggested i watch you've got mail and to call her in the morning. ha. in all seriousness, that movie is a sure way to boost a mood. with it's fall fair in new york city and talk of 'newly sharpened pencils,' twinkle lights, and twirling with your mom...you can't go wrong. it is exactly what i would have suggested she do if the roles were reversed.
until, i decided to write my day.
good grief stupid girl. get up, shave your legs, do your make-up and treat yourself to a pedicure. so with blaring music and a new salt scrub, i exfoliated my bad mood away and it felt wonderful to do so.
and...i had a fabulous day, one i will never forget because good things just kept happening. funks suck and they are bound to happen to everyone once in a while but it feels good to have not wasted a full day on it.
some good stuff...
i don't have a photo, but my husband organized every single closet in the house while we were away. he spent days on it and surprised me yesterday. thank you, jeff. xo
ultra cold mich lt after a phenomenal mother's day photo shoot.
kelle and i decided to go to our favorite place for beer, parm fries, and hot chicken salads. we talked nonstop and it isn't a night until we
make each other cry with stories of life and the future and just being who we are...
we took photos for two hours after closing time in the parking lot after we were kicked out of hurricanes. how many
times do you think we did this 'flying away with the umbrella' shot? lol. it was really fun but i think i about broke
my ankle gauging from the pain i feel now.
having too much fun! love you, k.
another happy, the time i was able to spend with these two in michigan. we missed daddy, but it was kind of nice to have them all to myself.
who needs wind to fly a kite?!
old photos of daddy that we found around sito and gido's house always made us happy especially one of him playing beckham's favorite sport
of the moment...
mickey mouse waffles we only get at sito and gido's house. we like that!
the bread company we love to visit when we are in michigan in downtown northville. one of our favorite places to stroll.
lunch downtown with peyton and becks.
moments after this photo was taken, they bit each other. i don't get it but we had lots of crying afterward which cut this lovely lunch with
auntie taryn short.
thee chocolate store where the kids get to choose one thing each. they take their time choosing something special.
unwritten. not so much.