I've always wanted to be a princess. What girl doesn't? I was kidding around with N a few weeks ago and mentioned it. I'd had a rough time, and he was MIA for several days, but when things came together he called me Princess. It was out of the blue, and I really hadn't thought that he'd listened. I told him about the book The Five Love Languages. I've not read the entire book, but it is pretty neat. So basically I told him that my love language is words of affirmation, and we figured out that his is touch. So after that really bad week, and he called me Princess and told me that he missed me, I cried.

Today I've been listening to the Fly Show. There is a lot of talk about loving yourself. One thing that Leanne said that really stuck with me today, is that I am the daughter of a King!!!! I am a princess!!!! I am not in my castle yet, but my home awaits me. I will serve my King until it is time for me to go home. Why shouldn't I love myself as much as my King does? If I am worthy of being loved by my King, why can't I love myself? I'm not saying I hate myself, but sometimes I just really need that extra hug, or pick me up.

Now I just need to find ways to love myself. I'm a princess, so who doesn't love being a princess. Maybe I should make my own tiara so that I can pretend while I'm at home. I think that I'm mostly worried now about if other's love me. If I don't change my "stinkin thinkin" I will never be able to show my kids how to love themselves.

Mission: I'm going to remember to do something special for me every single day! I will put a sticker, or something to mark it on my calendar and report back here about my progress.

PMS.

After this weekend going horribly wrong in some ways and horribly right in others, I chucked it up to some sort of PMS. Although my PMS really should have been 2 weeks ago (which it was) and I should have started Thursday (and didn't) PMS rulled my life this weekend. Then I wake up this morning with my devotion in my mailbox from Proverbs 31 Ministries

Basically the writer had the same problem that I did all weekend, and read a verse that basically told her to take her problems and hand them over to Jesus and walk away. Its like choosing to be well, instead of walking around grumpy. That is all it takes.

This weekend I eventually stopped pouting and thought to myself that if what I'm looking for happens, it will find me. I'm gonna stop looking. It was a light bulb moment. Wait for them to find you, and chase you down....lets see if it works. NO more calling, NO more emails, NO more text messages or IM's. They send me something, sure I'll be nice and reply, but that's it. I deserve friends that deserve me. I deserve not to be left out of the loop until they decide to let me in. I can't fix anyone that doesn't want to be fixed...and they can only ask for advice and I can only give them advice, they have to follow it.

So far today I have my menu finished, dressed to shoes, shopping list ready, and gonna see what I need if anything to make Leanne's Taco seasoning to keep on hand, instead of buying that stuff constantly. Kids will be fed well this week, if all goes to plan. PURPLE TEAM will rule!


By the way, I notice that I have people from all over the world that have checked out my blog. I was amazed. I just wish people would let me know that they are here. But then again, I do the same thing. I stalk the lady from Liquid Paper all the time...maybe I should let her know that! lol!