At least I’m reclined outside in the sunshine. And, I’m directing, vocally across the hallway into the kitchen, my tween girl’s cheesecake baking efforts. 🍰
THIS is the reason to have children. 😀
Anyway. I have done very little today.
Trying to calm my mind.
Scrolling across social media (somebody make me stop).
Making excuses about sore muscles from yesterday’s marathon gardening session to spend the day sitting.
Decompressing from domestic arguments.
Blogging this drivel.
And still sitting in a reclined position.
Did I tell you have have blond hair? But only the back part along the nape of my neck.
If you haven’t seen any of my narcissistic selfies in previous blog posts, allow me to explain:
I am 75% Italian and have dark brown hair.
Regular readers here know (and will patiently but inconspicuously roll their eyes at me) that I am navigating through a lovely midlife crisis.
Note: Husband said nothing and refrained from reacting.
Teen boy asked what the point is. He doesn’t understand me.
Girl child…she likes it. She is blond herself, and approves.
Do you have an opinion? Here you go:
This is the reverse Catherine O’Hara aka Moira Rose (Schitt’s Creek) look. I’ll take a better picture another time, this is just a candid shot of me with messy hair and no make-up and feeling blah.
There will be cheesecake with strawberry-rhubarb compote for dessert tonight so…
Things are looking up.