I spent the early hours of the evening riding around on the back of a quad with my son at the helm. His big joy through it all? Steppin’ on the throttle hard and nearly throwing me off the back of the bike. I would screech, grab him around his waist and hold on tight. He would giggle like a little girl. He got a kick out of the power/control that he had over his mother for those brief moments. I let him have it too as he was enjoying it so.

He is leaving for Arizona pretty quickly for 3 weeks. I am going to miss him something fierce. I think he is going to miss me too, even if it is just a tad.

You know how boys are with their mommas. *grin*

It was a great night. The kind that I wish would never have to end but one I am sure we will end up repeating at least a dozen more times this year alone.

Sitting around the fire, shootin’ off fireworks, laughter ringing out in the night air. The temperatures have been perfect the past few days. I love knowing that my kin/friends in Arizona are struggling with temperatures over 100 degrees while we are sitting pretty at a mild 72 in the daytime.

I was actually chilly tonight while sitting by the fire. Had to scoot mah chair up close as to not frizzle ‘neath the stars. 

bwahahahahahaha

Oh, is that evil of me? I do apologize. Where on earth are my manners?

I am anxious to get back out on the farm, in tennis shoes this time (was wearing flip flops today), so that I can give my son a ride on that quad! I can’t wait to see how he might squeal! Ha ha ha! It’s going to be so much fun!

I spent the early hours of the evening riding around on the back of a quad with my son at the helm. His big joy through it all? Steppin’ on the throttle hard and nearly throwing me off the back of the bike. I would screech, grab him around his waist and hold on tight. He would giggle like a little girl. He got a kick out of the power/control that he had over his mother for those brief moments. I let him have it too as he was enjoying it so.

He is leaving for Arizona pretty quickly for 3 weeks. I am going to miss him something fierce. I think he is going to miss me too, even if it is just a tad.

You know how boys are with their mommas. *grin*

It was a great night. The kind that I wish would never have to end but one I am sure we will end up repeating at least a dozen more times this year alone.

Sitting around the fire, shootin’ off fireworks, laughter ringing out in the night air. The temperatures have been perfect the past few days. I love knowing that my kin/friends in Arizona are struggling with temperatures over 100 degrees while we are sitting pretty at a mild 72 in the daytime.

I was actually chilly tonight while sitting by the fire. Had to scoot mah chair up close as to not frizzle ‘neath the stars. 

bwahahahahahaha

Oh, is that evil of me? I do apologize. Where on earth are my manners?

I am anxious to get back out on the farm, in tennis shoes this time (was wearing flip flops today), so that I can give my son a ride on that quad! I can’t wait to see how he might squeal! Ha ha ha! It’s going to be so much fun!

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Really. It is.

I have noticed that on days that I wear my ballet slipper type shoes to work, I am sorta just....meh. I mean, it’s not that I don’t/can’t kick ass it’s just that the gumption isn’t so much behind the kick.

Not like it is when you’re wearing a kick ass pair of heels!

I have found that some of my very favorites are of the vintage/pinpup types such as peep toes, sling backs, ankle straps, etc.

Today was my day.

Today I kicked some ass in a hot pair of black and white slingback peeptoe high heels. I am telling you, it was a phenomenal day. Even though it were a day I could have easily pulled out my hair and ended up in a ball of tears somewhere because of the stress and the bullshit I went through. The fact is that I did not. The reason is because of those heels.

I ruled the world in those heels.

Put on a pair one day.

Just walk. Even a little ways.

If they are high, squeeze your ass cheeks together as you walk. Turn your toes slightly outward as you put your foot down in front of you.

Feel the power.

Own the world. If I am wrong, leave me a comment and tell me to eat dog shit.

Really. It is.

I have noticed that on days that I wear my ballet slipper type shoes to work, I am sorta just....meh. I mean, it’s not that I don’t/can’t kick ass it’s just that the gumption isn’t so much behind the kick.

Not like it is when you’re wearing a kick ass pair of heels!

I have found that some of my very favorites are of the vintage/pinpup types such as peep toes, sling backs, ankle straps, etc.

Today was my day.

Today I kicked some ass in a hot pair of black and white slingback peeptoe high heels. I am telling you, it was a phenomenal day. Even though it were a day I could have easily pulled out my hair and ended up in a ball of tears somewhere because of the stress and the bullshit I went through. The fact is that I did not. The reason is because of those heels.

I ruled the world in those heels.

Put on a pair one day.

Just walk. Even a little ways.

If they are high, squeeze your ass cheeks together as you walk. Turn your toes slightly outward as you put your foot down in front of you.

Feel the power.

Own the world. If I am wrong, leave me a comment and tell me to eat dog shit.

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You rock sweetheart!

You rock sweetheart!

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