I love love peonies.

A peony can be a romantic shade or a bright color. And a perfect peony is full.

So if  I think about it those are all things that I would wish for myself (and my kids).

All of those things to a degree. I would love to be thought of as a romantic – I am often a dreamer – that is different, I understand but for the darn flower sake, and the fact that it is my blog, I say it is the same. There. done.  I just made a executive decision…only one of the day 😉

Bright  – I want to go out in my life and have people think of me as bright. NOW, I know that some of you will say – mmm she thinks or wants to be smart? No-no, I know who I am. I can be smart. I more often am a Smart Ass.  What I  mean is BRIGHT. Like if I was gone, I would be missed. Someone that can make someone’s dAy brighter. Just bright.

Full – yep. I like this quality too, to a degree. I tend to be full, mostly because I have no will power and eat too much. Beyond just the belly full type, I desire to be full. FULL of life, FULL of promise. FULL of day dreams. just full – each day. This is one to work on, daily.

So as the month changes further into a winter one – I will be pretending each day that I  might just come across a fresh peony and can live up to it. As it does for me.

Until then. I will be having another glass of wine. Why not accomplish one part of something – Full.

Happy Monday.

About snotarant

i am a janitor, maid, haus frau, mother to a five pack, a listener, a hugger, a sigher, a happier, a wine lover, a foodie, a hunter, a gatherer, a cook, a wife, a mother, a triplet mom, pedicure lover, a hugger, a crier, and sometimes just me... AND beware. I write like I talk...a little - well un-correct.
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