It's been a while since I have even logged on my blog. I feel guilty.
Of course, I guess it's not something to feel guilty about when you are busy just living your life.
If I ever have time to sit down and write...it's just a huge bonus. Really, it is.
So, what's new with me?
Well, the Love Dare has ended. It was really fun. I am trying to live it out daily...some days are better than others.
So, what else is new...hmmm.
Well, I am convinced that I am perimenopausal. Not to be confused with menopausal.
My hormones are way crazy and I think Lem is convinced he married a loony toon.
He may be right.
On a serious note, I do think something happens in your body when you hit your mid-thirties. Things just are NOT the same.
I can be hysterically laughing in one breath, and hysterically crying in the next. Yes, hormonal.
Today was an example of hormones out of control.
The first half of the morning, I was grumpy, moody...and well, just not nice. (and I'm putting that mildly)
However, as soon as we got into the car to go and pick out a Christmas tree, I was singing, laughing, and miss jolly-molly.
Again, poor Lem.
I don't know why our hormones go haywire...but I am convinced my body is not my own most days.
Prayer-and a lot of it- seems to be the most help.
One day I will look back on these days and laugh...I am sure of it.
For now, I will just accept these hormone fluctuations for what they are...and deal with it. I am sure I am not the only 36 year old with hormone issues. Am I?
Since I am in good cheer as of this very moment...I will post pictures from our Christmas tree excursion today.
This is our first REAL tree in 6 years! I finally convinced Lem to get a real one this year. He gave in...reluctantly.
I hope this will be our new tradition...going to Jack's tree farm the Sunday before Thanksgiving. Followed by a trip to Wendy's for 3 chocolate frosties..and one vanilla (for Presley).
I know!! Who wants a vanilla frostie?? Yuck.
I love traditions. I always will.
|trying to decide if this one is worthy of purchase.|
|only in Georgia does it get hot picking out Christmas trees.|
|my manly man putting the tree in the back of the truck. grrr!|
|ta da!!! we have a tree ladies and gentleman.|