I discovered years ago that its just to exhausting to me to try to do the "perfect" thing and I had better things to do than a 24 hour regime of perfectness....paid off to cause my friends, family, husband and daughter think Im "perfect" now, even when I wake dave up in the morning with bed hair and a splotchy non made up face.
society tries to teach us that men want us to look, dress and feel perfect 24/7 and in my experience the men that ACTUALLY think that, are not men I'm interested in.
What do I see when I look in the mirror? I see someone who can never do anything with her hair, who always wishes her make up looked like it does on make up commercials and had a look of dread because I know I have to take care of facial hair because I cant afford laser stuff and Im allergic to every damn "hair removal" product in the world except a razor and tweezers and stretch marks left from child bearing. But...then Dave comes and gives me a hug and tells me how beautiful I am to him and all those thoughts just go out the window.
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I want the diabetic plan that comes with rollover carbs. I dont like the unused one expiring at midnite!!
Last edited by ShaniFaye; 01-26-2006 at 04:14 PM..
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