Stinky feet

I think I'm going to trade my road bike in 
for a beach bike, so I can daisy on down
the neighborhood, looking careless and calm.


I am also thinking of trading in all of the
macaroni and freezer food, for my home cooking.
I want to rediscover the joy of food, because
I want to see the smile on Garrett's face
when he takes a great big bite of my spinikopata.


Also thinking about bangs. I really should
cut my hair short for easy management, but
I have a strange co-dependancy relationship
with my hair, and not sure if I am mentally 
stable enough to let it go:)

I'm going to plant nothing but pumpkins this 
year, because every fall, they are the kindest
to me, not like my basil...my basil always dies.


I'm going to trade in my heavy black boots
for some light, silly sandals.
Because Heavy is so yesterday:)
I'm going to give Garrett a great big
kiss, every time he walks in the back door.
Just because.


Every single day matters to me now.
So much to do, so many people to love,
So much to learn...


It is funny how quickly the things you
once thought were important suddenly loose
their luster.


And how quickly the beautiful oddities of 
the day...(like putting on Henry's stinky 
shoes)suddenly become the most important
things in the world.

Because I believe, that those stinky little
feet are going to be filling up some very
big shoes one day...
VERY big shoes:)