Wednesday, November 13, 2013

Ask me if I care?

Yesterday, I started bawling like an idiot when I heard Tennessee Waltz on the radio because it reminded me of the first song I learned on the keyboard when I lived with my dad. Ask me if I care that my husband didn't know what hit him when, one minute I was laughing and the next I was crying in the dish towel.

Today, I went to the store and after I had my cart full and was checking out, I realized I had forgotten my debit card at home and was short by 3 Euros. I told the lady to take it back till I reached 20 euros. Ask me if I care that the checkout lady was embarrassed for me when I wasn't.  Two months ago I would have been mortified but today I think to myself, "It could be worse."

I haven't blogged in two weeks; instead, I did other stuff:  "Frankly, my dear, I don't give a damn."

I am flying to the states to spend Thanksgiving with my sister and to shop and bake with my niece.  Ask me if I give a damn that I will be jet lagged from flying for 16 hours and having a time difference of 8 hours.  Hell No!!! It's totally worth it.

I already baked my Christmas cookies and I can't stop eating them. Ask me if I care that I have no self control.  I do, actually, but oh well.


I am working out again and instead of feeling great, I got a tension headache that lasted two days. Ask me if I care!

I got this new outfit from the Fairy Godmother of cute clothes, aka Oma Beloli.
Ask me if I care that the festering cold sore on my lip matched my shirt.

I had a whole post done with pictures and I forgot to save it so its a goner. I just said screw it.
There you have it; sometimes, don't sweat the small stuff.

 

1 comment:

Sandy said...

That outfit looks adorable on you! You should bring it!

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