i’m not a big fan of cliches. but a long time ago i walked right into this one. sat down and made myself comfortable. so it’s time to face it.
i used to say i liked all music, except for country music.
i used to hate my freckles and want to ‘bleach’ them out.
i said i would never live in a land-locked state.
i thought i could not, and would not, wear yellow.
i would gag if i had to eat brussel sprouts.
i didn’t think highly of dolly parton.
i was so certain of these things. so sure that they would never change.
now i work around country music singers/songwriters and respect them and the genre of music.
i no longer fight my freckles.
i live in tennessee which has no coastal action whatsoever.
i just bought a bright yellow top that i will probably wear all summer long.
sometimes i crave brussel sprouts.
the more i learn about dolly parton, the more impressed i am by this woman.
today is monday. monday’s took on a new meaning for me back in my uni days. i had a friend and on a regular basis the two of us (usually on a wednesday or thursday ) would come up with plans for improving ourselves. this would inevitably include drinking more water, eating healthier, exercising more, being ‘cool’. you know, the usual. but we couldn’t begin this ‘new life’ until ‘new life monday’ because you simply don’t start a new thing mid-week. so ‘new life monday’ would come around and our enthusiasm for it would last until about tuesday afternoon.