I went out to dinner and this is what I wore. I had twisted my hair earlier in the day, hence the scarf and felt like a pirate or a fortune teller but I rocked it anyway...
Monday I was feeling lower than a snail's stomach and went to the store with a co-worker on my lunch break. There was the cutest little girl in the store running around with her mother. I heard the little girl telling her mom "She beautiful! She beautiful!" but I kept on moping along. The little girl rounded the corner looked up at me and said "You're beautiful!" Now I believe that someone had just told the little girl SHE was beautiful and she was repeating it but it brightened up my day.
Thanks little girl!
I am currently working on forgiveness. It has always been difficult for me, to truly forgive someone if I feel that it is a major offense. If I tell someone don't ever call me again, that is not just for effect. I means that. Once I reach that point of no return, it's a wrap for me. We could be in line next to one another at the grocery store and I won't say a word to you.
And if you do call, our conversation may go something like this:
Me: Ummm hmmm....
You (nervous now): I was calling to see how you were doing.
Me: Oh for reals? Has hell frozen over? Did you hear through the grapevine that I had amnesia or something? Because I distinctly remember our last conversation and I did not authorize this communication.
You: (hangs up.)
I said I'm working on it, yall!
boots: Ross or Marshalls