I love beach houses and farmer's markets, a warm bed in a cold room, being surprised with a Starbucks coffee, rain outside my window, acting as queen to my six silly boys, delighting in my daughter's belly laugh, learning the fear of the Lord, peanut m&m's after the kids are in bed and making my husband proud. I don't love shoes left on the landing, cooking on the weekend, hot summer nights, being the center of attention or fair-weather friends. This is my own private therapy. Welcome.
I'll let you know in 3 years, well 2 1/2 anyway :o). But I am going to say no! If I can keep my long hair at 30 (the hair everyone keeps telling me to cut including my husband) then you can keep your torn jeans and scuffed clogs. That's just my 2 cents :o).
No Kim, no matter how old you are, you will still be a hippie and that means clogs and ripped jeans for sure. Maybe at 30 all we have to give up is any residual temptations to care what someone else thinks about us wearing old clogs and torn jeans!
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Absolutely....NOT!!! :)
I'll let you know in 3 years, well 2 1/2 anyway :o). But I am going to say no! If I can keep my long hair at 30 (the hair everyone keeps telling me to cut including my husband) then you can keep your torn jeans and scuffed clogs. That's just my 2 cents :o).
No Kim, no matter how old you are, you will still be a hippie and that means clogs and ripped jeans for sure. Maybe at 30 all we have to give up is any residual temptations to care what someone else thinks about us wearing old clogs and torn jeans!
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