Sunday, December 19, 2010

throw it out

i totally cleaned out my planner today. every scrap of paper, every useless receipt, every list and calendar page went into the trash. it felt great. very cleansing. now i just need to insert a new calendar for the new year and i will be set. i have to get organized. i say this every year but this year i MEAN it! really! i found this memo pad with these goofy little stories in the "secret" pocket of the planner. at one time i thought about writing one of those little books full of silly things that have happened to me. i was seriously considering actually sending it to a publisher, a couple of my friends convinced me they were THAT funny. we'll see. i haven't completely given up on the idea but i am a little busy with other stuff right now to worry about it. this is one of the things i had written down...

as most nursing mothers know, there are those days when you feel like all you did was button and unbutton your shirt. all day. then there are those days when you don't even feel like buttoning it back up. i mean, what's the point? you will only have to unbutton it again, right? and you are in the comfort and privacy of your own home, right? sometimes your sense of modesty loses it's importance. well...

our daughter had spent the night at her little friend's house and was being dropped off by this little girl's daddy (you know where this is going, don't you?). he brought her to the door and i was there to greet them (being the good hostess that i am). ordinarily this guy was friendly and talkative but today he wouldn't even make eye contact. he seemed to be talking to the space around me and seemed anxious to leave (bolt out the door is more like it). about that time my husband pulled up and came walking up the step with this perplexed look on his face. as he slid by me through the door he whispered "you might want to button up before you answer the door next time". only then did i realize that i was standing there fully exposed with my nursing bra unhooked and my shirt unbuttoned! could this be why our friend was so uncomfortable?! could this be why he couldn't wait to get the h#ll out of there?! needless to say, it was one of the MOST embarrassing moments in my LIFE!!

even now, if i have a button undone, my husband will devilishly say "hey, do we have company coming?!"



Women of God can never be like women of the world. The world has enough women who are tough; we need women who are tender. There are enough women who are coarse; we need women who are kind. There are enough women who are rude; we need women who are refined. We have enough women of fame and fortune; we need more women of faith. We have enough greed; we need more goodness. We have enough vanity; we need more virtue. We have enough popularity; we need more purity.-Margaret Nadauld

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