When was the last time you rose, victorious, like a phoenix from the ashes?

Anyone can be burned, crushed, consumed. But not everyone chooses to rise. Grace is the air that turns our cinders to ashes and our ashes to wings. Rise. Then rise again.

The Journey Towards a Sexy Me

Sunday, December 23, 2012

Birthday Eve

Yesterday was a pretty good day.  I woke early, as I always do, and spent the morning baking my strawberry pink camo nerdy hello kitty with cream cheese icing birthday cake.  It turned out really cute.  I spent the afternoon exercising and cleaning around the place.   In the evening, my mother and I went to Fiesta Texas.  The Christmas event was better than the Halloween one, but still not worth buying a ticket for.  We did see carolers there, and that was very enjoyable.

I plan to see Lady Antebellum in February.  I have asked my brother if he wishes to come with me, but I need to know his answers soon because I want to purchase tickets by the end of this month.  I also want to see the Hobbit but I plan on waiting until January when they crowds will be less - at least, that is my thinking.

As  I drove home last night, I detoured to look at Christmas lights on people's houses.  I was sad at the magical Christmas feeling that I lost and have failed to rekindle somehow.  But, you know, as I was driving, for the first time, I felt like everything was going to turn out alright in the end.  But, I just had to be very very patient.  It might be 20 years, but I think maybe, somewhere along the line, I'll get a little moment of happiness.


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