Friday Frenzy.

In the life we live...

...Sometimes trying to 'help' after we've made a mess of things is simply not so helpful.

...There are times when it is beneficial to let a friend help us find our inner princess and to apply a healing balm to our dried up sense of beauty.

...The one who beats to the march of a different drummer is the one who could possibly make the biggest difference for good in this weary world.

...Toys are overrated. The DVD/Video cupboard will do just fine, thank you very much.



It's Friday, which does not mean much to me in terms of 'having off' tomorrow. The duties of motherhood know no distinction between week and weekend. And even with all the {literal} crap I've cleaned up this morning {can we say NO MORE APPLE JUICE!!! And I mean it this time!!}, I still think I've got the best job in the world. May not always feel it, but I know it and am grateful.

Some blog changes are in the works...I'll fill you in later, but my 2 minute blog update time slot has now expired and things are waaayyyy too quiet.

Gotta dash!

PS. I just found out why it was quiet. My "marching to the beat of her own drum" child was removing the gooey gunk from her runny nose with my eye shadow brush. Lovely.