One of my biggest life flaws is my no half-way rule. (I'm
Many of you follow my friend Lisa, over at Seeking Elevation, but for those of you who have been busy or don't, she's just published a brilliant post entitled How to Seduce Your Own Husband. In it she hits that thinking thing directly on the noggin.
Now. Here's another thing I tend to not write about: My s--s--s-- my s--s--s-- my ... um ... my ... er ... nightlife. But Lisa does, with admirable abandon. And in the above-mentioned post, she has written something akin to my experience, which means I don't have to. Right down to the baking soda hair wash.
|View One: how my bath is supposed to look.|
|View Two: how my bath actually looks.|
And I thought that a latter rebuild of the shower on my main floor would turn out better than it did. It leaks. Badly. And the master bedroom in the suite below doesn't appreciate the rain.
Anyhoo. If you haven't already, treat yourself to a wild and wonderful ride inside of the mind of a woman who is a mother, a lover, and one hell of a writer. You might just see yourself there. Whether you are a mother or not.
When you're done, please come back here and tell me how to turn off my brain. Because despite my best efforts, mine is still traveling about a gazillion miles a moment. Especially during s-- seh-- my ... sigh ... nightlife.