Sundown, And I Finally Looked Up

Don’t know if I’ll win the award for best site, but today I win the award for Wicked Witch (rhymes with) of the West. It’s a title I carry sometimes too often and sometimes monthly (down to the calendar). I yelled at everyone, even the Walgreen’s lady (how dare she ask me for my member card that I forgot somewhere at home!).

It was not a good day, and certainly not a Peace, Love and Momminess day. If you think I’m the calm, zen, got-it-all-figured-out mama, you don’t know me. PLM is a mission, a goal, the gold star I aspire for and remind myself to possess.

It wasn’t until the kids went to dinner with their dad, and I had some time with the fun Noel of Bosh Images that I settled and sipped my Lemon Drop (my new fave drink thanks to the swank and swell Suz Broughton) that I started to resemble a normal, sane human being again.

Then upon driving home, I looked up, saw this gorgeous glimpse of sun and realized I missed the whole amazing day and the much bigger picture. I wonder if everyone saw it but me. If only I would have looked up, I might have stood a chance.

My night was topped off by walking in the front door and seeing my sweet yellow Lab’s face, who looked at me like he knew how I acted, he heard me, but still loved me. It was that look that saw The Better versus the Witch (yes, rhymes with).

Thank God for sunsets. For Labs. And for tomorrows. Think I’ll wake up, walk the dog with the kids, and see what is the farthest object away that we can see.