Hoggie turned five and is starting kindergarten this week. It wasn’t really sinking in so I thought if I wrote it on the internet, it would become more real. And it did. I feel like I should be more freaked out than I am and I haven’t decided whether or not I’m going to cry on his first day of school. Currently, I’m leaning toward not. If I do end up crying, it’ll be the day I take him to his first soccer practice because that is the day I turn a corner toward “suburban” and that is a descriptive that I just cannot tolerate at this phase in my life.
I’ve been playing softball with my coworkers and it’s awesome. I got hit in the face with the ball last week and, while that wasn’t very awesome, it made me realize something about frustration and its impact on performance.
After doing battle with hyperpigmentaton for the majority of my life (twenty years worth…UGH), my skin is clearing up noticeably. I’m crediting a combination of time, consistency, black soap, Chaotic scrub from Bee Lux (which isn’t on the site anymore, but you could mix some brown sugar, turmeric, lemon essential oil and honey to the same effect), and Belle Butters mango moisture butter for face. Also, this stuff is the best acne/blemish treatment I’ve tried.
It’s getting cold and that means fall is coming and that means I’m going to mourn the loss of daily heat and sunshine but that also means I get to pull out warm clothes and feel like I have a whole new wardrobe. Hopefully this keeps me from shopping. Hopefully. Hope for me? Post forthcoming.
Sooooooooooo, how are you? What’s new?