Any excuse at all to neglect myself...
Today, I finally, after more than a year, get to visit the dentist. While most would offer extra vigilance to caring for their mouths in anticipation of upcoming inspection. NOT ME. I become an even more apathetic flosser, banking on the full overhaul and lecture regarding the state of my gums. This is gross and risky. None the less, I do it. Similarly, when going to get my hair colored or trimmed, I arrange for it to get extra greasy and out of control. I feel an enhanced benefit from the more contrasting outcome.
poor sweet immaculate Andy
In the midst of divorce, now, more than ever, my children look to me. "They look to me to see how merciful and generous I am in good times. They look to me to see how strong and faithful I am in bad times. They watch, they listen, and they model. Years from now I want my children to remember a childhood lived well, with a mother who was loving, consistent, devoted, funny, disciplined, playful, and totally present and emotionally available."(Kristin Armstrong)
I am finally getting a chance to catch up on blogs, noticed you've been following mine, and am happy to follow back because you are expletive, ex-pluh-TIVE hilarious. I also let myself go when I know some professional can soon be counted on to admonish and fix me for it. You just reminded me I need a dentist appointment, too.
ReplyDeleteI'm a dental slacker myself. I can totally relate to this post :)
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