The Biggest Lie Of All

The biggest lie of all is the ones we tell ourselves about ourselves. I have always found it painfuly uncomfortble to try to lie to myself. My mirror always gets me. If I can't be honest with myself, I'll never be honest with anyone else. So I maybe many things, but a liar I am not.

I also find it completely uncomforatable to be someones mama. I don't have children and I don't have teenagers. I don't think i will mind being my own children's mother, but I can't mother the lost souls of the world that my husband brings home. I don't get off on that.

To each his/her own. When I worked at fashion bug way back when, one of the wackos I worked with would always say that. She would follow it by "it takes all kinds". Which it does. But I, a person who can not stop my mind from spinning to grasp on to the whys of peoples actions never could truely swallow this wisdom. It wasn't until many many (gasp maybe 10) years later that I truly could appreciate this. So fly little birdy fly...far far away from me...and take your mess with you.

Well, I am off today...got plenty to do, and I am hoping to get it done with out too much involvement or derailment from other people. The house is so calm with Sofie and I...