We've got a big family wedding this weekend! One of David's younger brothers (1 of 4) is tying the knot! Hub's has been scanning pictures for a slideshow all week so I tossed a couple hilarious pictures of me in line to be scanned for y'all.
I've been thinking recently about how I don't want to "grow up." But what does that mean? What does it look like? I think it means always being free to be myself -- to be giddy over something silly, eat pb&j for lunch, cry without shame just because I'm tired, wear something because I like it & without recognition if someone else thinks my outfit is crazy... it can mean so much. There is so much that we as "grown-ups" aren't free to do -- whethrer it is at the office, at a party, or just day to day. Remember when you were little and dressed yourself -- before middle school, before you started reading 17magazine, before all of that... remember how thrilled you were at just the look you got back in the mirror - you loved how you looked and were so proud & excited to just be you. You were proud of every masterpiece you created instead of self conscience & worried that you didn't measure up. Why have we let that feeling of honor be taken away?