Yeah. I don't know what I was thinking either.
In fact, it didn't really sink in until a few minutes before leaving to catch the big yellow limo to certain insanity.
And truth be told -- and boy oh boy I love the truth -- most of the time I don't know what I am thinking. Not that I'm blank in the head. In fact my head is chock full of amazing illuminations (some illegal in Tennessee) and I often struggle to turn my mind off just so I can concentrate on the here and now.
Which I know doesn't make much sense to those who don't find that statement familiar but there is something to be said about mind noise and instincts. While instincts alone cannot guarantee survival or success, it is a huge chunk of what keeps me going day to day. Some days more than others. Sometimes it's just mind noise and the instinct is no where to be found. It's just a lot of loud noise and those days aren't so easy.
|Come closer, I have poo to throw at you.|
|I was trying to focus on the leaves but the damn tiger kept getting in my way|
|Smiling turtle knows your secrets|
And sometimes I just think the pink princess business is the noise in her head. Way to pass the torch momma.
For those wondering how the zoo trip panned out: we came back with the same number of kids we had in the morning. Now I can't claim these were all the SAME kids we went in with but hey, stop being so damn detail oriented.