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Year Four, Day 282: The Amazing Green Dress

 Hello Friends!


I know, I promised in my last post to try and blog daily. But life has gotten way ahead of me. Yet again.

This is just a quick check in.  

My son is getting married in two days. One of my goals was to comfortably fit into the amazing green dress I bought.  His fiance wants the mother of the bride and mother of the groom to wear green. Which just so happens to be my favorite color!  

I ordered the dress off of Amazon months ago. But it fit rather snug. I ordered a pair of Spanx just in case. 

This morning I tried it on and I am happy. I'm not perfect. There are a few lumps and bumps. But it's not about me. It's about my son and his bride-to-be. They are a loving couple. They have given me a gorgeous, bouncing grandson, who is now walking!  I will be in charge of keeping the kids happy at the wedding. As well as serving food.

Unfortunately, the governor of Oregon has just tightened restrictions again due to another covid wave. So their wedding has to be held outside.  And they had to greatly decrease the number of guests.

But love will find a way.  We are good to go. I am going to toss the Spanx, and wear a long white vest instead.  It will be good to not pass out at my son's wedding.

Especially since my daughter, who is pregnant with twins and due any day now, might just go into labor that day! She has already had two false labor scares that landed her in the hospital.

Not a dull moment here.

No time for depression.

But, as I said before, it is here. It is real. And I am learning to live with it and keep my head about water.

One nugget of wisdom I'd like offer before I leave to babysit my grandson:

There is no magic pill. For anything. Especially depression. The Effexor takes the edge off, and quiets my negative internal judging voice a bit. But I still have to do the work on myself. In fact, I am determined to work harder.  

I have a lot of grandkids to take care of! 

On that note, I'm off. I think I"ll skip the gym today.  After babysitting, I get to spend time with MY man! I think he's ok with my lumps and bumps. I am at last. (But I will keep on exercising for my health and sanity. I may by lumpy and bumpy, but I value my health and vitality!)


Happy Saturday!

Love,


Zita







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  1. UnknownMay 4, 2021 at 10:47 AM

    WOW! You look amazing, Zita! Enjoy the wedding festivities!!

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