winter has had its way with me and i'm starting to feel abused. i'm a pretty tough cookie most of the time, always one to speak to the manager when something's not quite right, but today i picked up the phone and called uncle.
to make me feel better, while i was flipping winter off, i pulled out a summer photo, loaded it here and then hugged my laptop to my chest. okay, it wasn't quite that corny, but really really close.
do you remember in january when i was saying hello to 2013 while i kicked 2012's ass to the curb? well guess what? january and february haven't been much better and i plan on ripping out those months in my day planner and adding them to 2012.
i don't care that last year is now technically 14 months long in my book, but i'm pissed off that 2013 only has 10 months left. sorry march, that's a lot of pressure, but i know you can do it. i know we can do it.
lately, i've been feeling as feminine as a mossy log during these cold snowy months and i'm sure that's part of the problem. i wear the same clothes over and over again. jeans, boots, long sleeved t-shirts with a tank underneath and a sweater on top and socks. now let's add a down winter coat, a scarf and gloves and whoa, you've got sexy...ummm, no you don't.
the one thing i have forced myself to do this winter is to shave my legs everyday. yep. everyday no matter what. my armpits, well now that's a different story.
what can i say. i like warm weather. a lot. i love bare shoulders and bare legs and cleavage and soft cottony materials all showing off my just barely sun kissed skin. i love flip flops and pedicures and the way my body feels loved when it goes outside and the sun reaches down to escort me wherever i want to go. winter hasn't tried that move on me not even once.
so with these past fourteen months all thrown into a bag and shaken to death with their old fears and anger and sadness and tears and false beliefs and jealousies and low self esteem and worries, i'm ready to fly forward. actually i'm ready to be catapulted. my feet are completely and without reserve welcoming the solid ground i see before me.
now if i could just get rid of that ^%$(*^&#; snow that's playing footsie on that solid, now it's all mine, ground in front of me....sigh, well, i can dream can't i ??