As Nikki so pointedly put it, when else in a girl's life can she get all dolled up, where a bright green dress with a veil and be the center of attention and have all that be OK. Well no other day than one's bachelorette party of course. Delicious dinner, great (but expensive) bars. Oh and quite a bit of risque lingerie for Nik-ilicious.
On another note, on this the first day of March (well maybe the second day by the time I am finished writing) I am making a resolution. I am not going to sweat the small stuff and I am going to live every day to its fullest. I feel like when I was in my last year of college I did a particularly good job of this. I embraced the idea that I could sleep when I die - or at least was over 60 - and I went out and was merry often. Now I'm not saying I need to be a lush to be enjoying life to the fullest, but perhaps I should spend more time out with friends than inside doing laundry or crunching financial numbers.
I think I can spend less time looking at photos and thinking "not my best one" and spend more time doing photo worthy things and taking photos of those things. Heck, one or two pics are bound to turn out good!
I can spend less time fretting over finances and so long as I am afloat, spend more time enjoying the inexpensive and free little pleasures in life, such as cheap wine in a bubble bath. For $10 that's one swell night!
I certainly can spend less energy wondering why I am constantly cleaning the kitchen and put some extra pizzazz into my cooking. Watch out Rachel Ray - I am taking your challenge of eating fun and interesting foods often.
However, loyal blog reader, do not think that all I do now is fret over photos, worry about mula and dwell on kitchen cleaning. On occasion, in fact on several occasions, I do take the time to smell the roses. I relish the days when I can drive with the windows down and radio up and I don't even think about the price of gas when doing this. I count my many blessings every time my wonderful smiling boyfriend comes home, even if he distracts me from cooking by kissing me. Really, a gal can't complain about a man who wants to smooch her. And I get giddy just thinking about the beautiful matchy-matchy bedroom decor (for my room with that smiling smooching boyfriend!) that is slowly accumulating.
But I am vowing, here and now, to spend more time smiling, laughing, making merry, being giddy and in general enjoying today instead of thinking about days long past and days to come.