"If you don't see the book on the shelf, write it." ~ Beverly Cleary
My friend Gretchen recently sent us some adorable cowboy boots for HBaby since she knows how much we love cowboys and boots here at HBHQ.
I’m not a collector of many things, but I do love a good cowboy boot – and not necessarily ones that fit on my feet. As I put HBaby’s boots in her closet I found myself thinking about all the other boots floating around our house.
I realized that boots come in all shapes, sizes, and styles – just like all of us.
Dear Ankles,
I didn’t know how much I loved you until I woke up a couple days ago and realized that you’d up and left. Not only that, but you left somebody else’s feet. The chubby toes and swollen ankles don’t belong to me. Swollen ankles is not a good look for anyone, no matter which way you cut it – enormously pregnant or not.
Do you have plans to return and take shape at the bottom of my body again or have you left me with these cankles forever? Rumor has it that pregnant women leave pregnancy with bigger feet, but is this true with ankles? Oh, I hope not. Come back!!
I’ll swoon over you upon your return and show you off to anyone who is willing to listen, just don’t leave me with these water retaining things that are a poor replacement for your shape!
Love,
Hannah
I have red hair, but I also have skin that gets kissed by the sun.
It is more of an orange kiss, rather than a browning of the skin.
Valentine’s Day is coming – wouldn’t a kiss from Mr. Sun be nice?
Yesterday I got to stand in the sun for a moment and my skin danced with joy.
I miss the sun.
Photo of my leg with Debbie’s, a fellow redhead.
Her skin does not allow for any kisses from the sun.
Sad.