Two Days Closer!

Yesterday's exercise consisted of attending two hand bell choir performances, baby girl's ballet class, group violin, grocery store, bank, delivery for my part time job.... need I go on?? And while I wasn't looking, my 40th birthday has grown two days closer, ARG!! I know I keep changing my well-thought-out strategy, but I have an even better idea than before... I will work from the inside out. Take a spiritual inventory of sorts... THEN when it is 90 day to my dreaded birthday I will begin my 90 day workout, who's with me??!! lets do it, lets go, you're behind me, right??? cricket, cricket, large tumbleweed rolling by... Ok, so that is settled and I can stop blogging about exercise for a while. I'll just let Olivia worry about that for now (reference the embedded video). 

My 12-year-old son kept me up last night worrying about having to play hand bells in the main hall of the high school as the students arrive this morning. I can't say I blame him, but it's hard to talk a Jr Hi boy in to not caring what others think! I mean we adults still feel that way pretty often, but I try to coach him to be a bigger person than me (which he really already is) For instance, his first year of public school the boys made fun of his whitey-tighties in the locker room. I told him to show up the next day in leopard print bikini briefs and change clothes atop the lockers while singing Usher 'Yeah, Yeah' but he wouldn't go for it!! What is wrong with him? Anyway, I dream of going back to 7th grade for just one day to enjoy being a kid without caring what a soul in the world thought of me!! Maybe that's how I will live this day... beware friends... no telling what I could say in public without my filter... I just might tell a total stranger what Jesus has done in my life... WOE! FREAKY!