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Monday, October 25, 2004
yay for fall!
Usually my self-image is pretty ordinary. I think of myself physically as a kind of ubermom; the way I look doesn't really matter because most people, as soon as they see me, see my mom-ness, and that's all. And that's fine. Then there are days when I think of myself as looking more like, oh, say, something that was once alive (and probably furry) but then was run over by a truck.
And then there are the weirdest days. Days like today, when I get dressed and look in the mirror and think, wow, I'm actually really good-looking. All day I've felt like this about myself. To commemorate the occasion I put on makeup and wore my red plaid skirt and a cozy, thick, cable-knit red sweater and black tights... all day long. And all day I was very aware of my legs and my hair and my cute little outfit. And the thing is, I look just exactly like I do every other day, except the clothes. I have no idea what it is that gives me a mood like this, but I am grateful to God that it's rare, because I would annoy the living daylights out of myself if I went around thinking like this all the time. I wonder if it's hormonal. I should track my moods like some women do their bodily fluids and basal body temperatures, and see if this goes in, ahem, a cycle.
We have been having such fantastic fall weather. Red-sweater-and-bowl-of-apples weather. Soup-and-French-bread weather. Snuggling-down-by-the-woodstove-with-a-book weather. My goodness, no wonder people gain weight in the wintertime; everything that sounds appealing involves eating and relaxing. Tonight there's supposed to be a good cold storm coming in. Tomorrow we should have really nice hard cold driving rain. T gives me the evil eye every time I say stuff like this, because while I get to sit by the woodstove in my red sweater with my apples, soup, French bread, and book, (oh, and kids), he has to go out and do who knows what uncomfortable work sort of things, in the nasty cold wet (or snowy) weather. Then I feel all guilty... for about three seconds. I just can't help it. Autumn just suits me.
Meanwhile, even though (or maybe because) I got an obscenely luxurious quantity of solid sleep last night, I am really very tired. So I am going to very virtuously not forget to wash my makeup off, like I usually do on the rare occasions I wear any, and I am going to go snuggle up under a nice thick stack of blankets, next to my nice warm husband. yay for fall. :)
