So…nothing like some brutal honesty to make you feel loved.
“Mrs. Rackley, I like that color you’ve put on your hair.” (No hair color…just the remains of a month old color. What he saw were the natural grays fighting for control.)
“My momma says you’re getting old.” I had this child’s mother the very first year I taught school. “She also says you wear too much make-up.” Really? Like, really?
“Do you drink Diet Sun-Drop?” “No, just water and coffee. I love coffee.” They all stare until one girl says, “Mrs. Rackley, you should really learn to try more things.”
These comments are exactly how I feel half the time. Gray, old and apparently frigid. Dang…
Valentine’s Day is upon us. I’ve found that most either love it or hate it. For me, it’s a manufactured holiday so it’s not my favorite. I’d much rather hubby surprise me with a gift on a plain old Tuesday in March or take me out to dinner on any other day but the 14th of February. I’m not sure if it counts if he’s forced to say it one day a year!
What about you? Love it or hate it? Either way…hope your day is fabulous. And I’m not saying this since it’s VD but I do love you for reading even when I haven’t been writing very much lately. I’m not in a writing slump. It’s more like a ‘can’t fit anything else into my mind or my day’ dilemma. And it sucks because writing fills me like nothing else really can. The dream is still there…thanks for being part of it.