About the last post: For some reason, my comments back to you are getting all jumbled up. I'll work on it! I love the quotes you're sharing, though! Thank you!
My parents have gifted me with a couple of cool things recently. First, to celebrate a recent monumental achievement, my mom gave me ... a flying pig!!
Cute, much? That's my favorite picture of him - ready to launch! (He gets kinda shy and goes invisible when I take his pic.)
The backstory, as if it's not obvious, is that I used to refer to Impossibly Wonderful Future Stuff by saying, "sure, whatever, when pigs fly." Or, if I was feeling particularly emo-Shakespearean, I'd say something like, "When the porkies doest reach-eth the cloud heights."
So. The Pig was the sweetest little surprise. I've had The Pig stationed close to my work this week, as an adorable little reminder to myself. Reminder =
Sometimes, when life gives you a bucket of slop, you gotta grow a pair of wings.
(On a serious note, here's a far more appropriate quote: "Never give up on a dream just because of the time it will take to accomplish it. The time will pass anyway." - Earl Nightingale)
Not to be outdone, my dad bought me some ... chocolate TEA. It's supposed to brew up just like hot cocoa but without as much caffeine. I don't know why my parents are concerned about my caffeine consumption. Maybe they're tired of everything I say sounding like, "!!!!!!!!!!!" So I'm about to go brew somma that.
With chocolate tea and a flying pig, how can this Friday be anything other than whimsical and extraordinary?
She's a big fan of the Grinch's dog, Max. Truly, the only thing I hate about both Grinch movies is how the Grinch treats Max. I don't care if he steals turkeys and trees from the Who's. They're an overindulged bunch as it is. And their constant singing would drive me bananas too, honestly. But sweet little Max? Not cool. Thank goodness the Grinch grew a heart in the Christmas movie.
Back to the Pig. Do you have any good luck charms/trinkets/memory pieces that remind you to be brave? Or do you have a small keepsake that reminds you of someone you love? (I have a couple of those, too - but I'll blog about them another time.) I love it when little things that might seem inconsequential to one person mean the world to another. It's so sweet to know about the little places where we stash or memories, isn't it?
I hope you have a perfect November weekend. I'm in the mood to bake something, which will most likely end in a disaster. If so, I'll blog it. ;) I'll catch you down in the comments (don't forget to name The Pig!)