Whew it's been a long time...

I really love reading other peoples blogs. I guess it's that whole voyeur thing. Looking into other people's lives. Most of the blogs I frequent are fellow scrappers, and I always find myself comparing. I always tend to second guess myself. I really do love to scrapbook, and when I look at my stuff think pretty good. But then when I look at other people's I think " oh why bother" . I know that most people go through this, but why? Why do we do this to ourselves. If you love what you do, then love what you do all the time. I have made it a goal to not be so critical of myself. Wish me luck...

On another note, life has been really crazy. Today I definitely felt like the worse mother ever. Okay maybe not ever but I felt pretty crappy. I took my 5 year old princess out today because I have been promising her for the last three weeks that I would take her to get new headbands. So today was the day, and it was fun, we get her new sneakers , then the head bands, then we go to mama's favorite store. AC Moore. It is National Scrapbooking Day by the way, so the day would not have been complete without that.

So as we are leaving the parking lot some wonderful fellow driver is right on my bumper. (Please hear the sarcasm!) I am not at liberty to just jump out in traffic as this guy would like me to as I was trying to not be like every other person on the road and cut people off. So here comes the honking of the horn and I look in the rear view mirror just in time to see the waving of the hands and what I am sure was a slurry of wonderful comments meant for none other than myself. So I politely say under my breath, "I was going, you idiot." Now under any other circumstances this would not be anything that I would necessarily blog about , and B.C. a whole different breed of language would have been spewing forth. However I had my daughter in the car. I can tell you that I did not think a second thought about saying that with her sitting there(wonderful mother that I am), but oh ... did she think different.

"Mama...that was not a nice thing to say."

"Oh, honey, Mama is so sorry, you are right , I should not say things like that."

"Yeah, Mama, cause all you have to say was I was going, you did not have to say the other word"

"You are so right, I am very sorry, I am glad that you told Mama though, I will really try not to say things like that any more."

"It's OK Mama, Jesus forgives you."

What else can you say to something like that. I felt like the exact word that I called that other driver. Geesh! At least I know all those talks about bad words and not nice words really worked. It is at times like these that I wish I could carry her around in my pocket, just as that little reminder of things just like that.

Me and my little Jesus reminder :)