Project 31: I'm falling way behind...

Thursday, January 27, 2011

Looks like I'll be playing catch up for my Project 31 Posts!!! 
Day 5: Write a blog thanking someone who has made your heart come alive...
I don't think I say thank you to my husband nearly enough for everything that he does for me and for our children! Michael can be a hard man to love sometimes, but I always do and always will love him - he is the constant rock that I can depend on to be there to help me when I need him. I don't know what I would do without him. 
 And how can your heart not skip a beat over a man that will have a tea party with his little girl??
and play with Barbies...
and of course there's no doubt he'll be out playing football with this guy
It's what a great father he is that makes my heart come alive more than anything!

Thanks babe!!!

Day 6: Jaded Beauty. Has the world's definition of beauty ever jaded you?
 Ya know I've always followed my own path I think - I've never let the ideals of others have much influence on me one way or another. I've always battled my weight, but not so much b/c I was worried as to how others saw me, but b/c I wanted to make myself happy when I looked in the mirror., I don't let what others think really bother me, especially when it comes to my own well being!

Day 7: Wrote a blog to encourage another beautiful woman!
I am not a great inspirational speaker or a wonderful motivator...but I can recognize one when I see or hear them and years ago my friend took me to see Maya Angelou for my b'day! I've always loved her, but until I saw her live I really couldn't appreciate what a beautiful woman she was. And I cannot put into words what beautiful women we are each in our own ways better than she can...

Pretty women wonder where my secret lies.
I'm not cute or built to suit a fashion model's size
But when I start to tell them,
They think I'm telling lies.
I say,
It's in the reach of my arms
The span of my hips,
The stride of my step,
The curl of my lips.
I'm a woman
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.

I walk into a room
Just as cool as you please,
And to a man,
The fellows stand or
Fall down on their knees.
Then they swarm around me,
A hive of honey bees.
I say,
It's the fire in my eyes,
And the flash of my teeth,
The swing in my waist,
And the joy in my feet.
I'm a woman
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.

Men themselves have wondered
What they see in me.
They try so much
But they can't touch
My inner mystery.
When I try to show them
They say they still can't see.
I say,
It's in the arch of my back,
The sun of my smile,
The ride of my breasts,
The grace of my style.
I'm a woman

Phenomenal woman,
That's me.

Now you understand
Just why my head's not bowed.
I don't shout or jump about
Or have to talk real loud.
When you see me passing
It ought to make you proud.
I say,
It's in the click of my heels,
The bend of my hair,
the palm of my hand,
The need of my care,
'Cause I'm a woman
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.