Friday, November 10, 2017

so frustrated...



Back in August I got an e-mail reminding me of the monthly book club that I used to go to when I lived in Covington.  After re-arranging my schedule, I was finally able to attend a get together today (in November).  Although I was so happy to see my girlfriends again, I was disappointed that the first topic of conversation was my Rosacea.  What?  Seriously?  I know that people care about me and want the best for me, but why do we have to talk about how red I look?  It is so frustrating that this is such a big part of my life.  

Anyway, I just had to vent!  I love having this blog as an outlet for sounding off the good and bad stuff in my life.  So, thank you for listening!


She put the little "c" in retroactive classification...lol!


Sometimes I take pictures of books (or newspaper articles about them) that I might want to read later

Lastly, I finally got this one from the library.  I better hurry up and read it...there are 106 other people on the waiting list for it.


Hope you all have a great weekend!

xoxo,
Kelly


 


  

3 comments:

  1. You are SO beautiful, and I love that you addressed the good and bad on your blog! I also love how you somehow take the time you need to do something you love (reading) and I am so inspired by you! I can't even think of a time when I finished my last book with our 4+ kids. :) Have a great weekend!

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    1. You are very kind! I love reading...it has made me cut way back on my tv watching. These days if a book and a movie come out, I usually just opt for the book. :)

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  2. Awe, I can't believe they did that to you! You look lovely in that picture. I would never even have known you had rosacea. I just thought you had lovely cheeks with a hint of color. It is not good to be all pale, you know. ;-) I am really trying to make more time for reading because my book list grows longer every day. That one looks like a good one. Miss you, friend!

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