Everyone has those days when they have nothing nice to say, right? And if you're from the South you know that if you have nothing nice to say then you say nothing at all. Well sorry y'all, but I've been a West Coast girl long enough that my manners are slipping and I had a seriously intense day. And I don't like it.
I am generally a pretty laid back chick. I have worked a lot in the last few years to teach myself to get over things that don't matter and focus on the positive. There's so much negative noise in the world that you can be consumed quickly. I choose not to be. The whole of my life is good and I refuse to let traffic and idol chatter impact my buzz. Mostly.
But there are just days that shake you and remind you that you can't control everything. And that doing it halfway won't get you to where you need to be. And maybe saying exactly what you're thinking all the time may not be the best approach. Man, I hate days like that.
But lucky me. I have a blog that I can rant to. Just knowing that saved my chubby dog from a swift kick to the rear and allowed my children to both get a good book, a prayer and a kiss in lieu of a scowl. Thank you Dear Blog. I heart you.