I’m back from the parade and feeling much better. It helped to walk around outside, get some sun and see happy people and kids, and oh! — animals.
Yeah, seeing animals always does wonders for my soul. Any day you see a pet pig wearing Mardi Gras beads in a stroller can’t be too bad, you know?
(It made me feel like less of a crazy cat lady for wanting to get Tabs a stroller so we can cruise the mall.)
Team Canine was definitely in the house! There were lots of dogs, and many of them were dressed up for the occasion.
This girl was my favorite.
See the crossed paws action?
FLAWLESS. She has “International Doggy Supermodel” written all over her.
Quite a few horses out and about, too. They were dressed for the occasion in glitter, bows, body paint and stars.
Yup, it’s official. If I ever have a horse, I’m dressing her up in sparkles and bows on the regular.
A good time was had by all…
I think this is actually the best I’ve felt in days.
To be honest, I haven’t been feeling that great mentally, and over the past seven years of blogging, I’ve learned that I really have to come to the keyboard in a good state of mind; otherwise, I end up writing steaming piles of cat poop, which is why I haven’t been writing as much as usual.
Plus, I don’t ever want to bum you out or bring you down. The world is already hard enough as it is, and MBB has always been my safe and happy place.
That usually works… I can usually get myself to see the bright side, but not so much lately. I haven’t been able to get my sh*t together.
First, these past few weeks have been physically uncomfortable for me. I’ve had an ache in my lower back, my breasts have been extremely sore, my lips have been unbearably painful and dry (notice how I haven’t been taking any closeup lip shots?) and none — I’m talking NONE — of my clothes fit.
I’ve pretty much been living in stretchy pants.
And then…the mood swings.
We’re talking out of control, completely cuckoo for Cocoa Puffs cray! Probably the worst I’ve ever had. One minute, I’ll be fine and functional; then, suddenly, I’ll feel like the weight of the world is on my shoulders. Pretty soon I’m balled up on the couch crying uncontrollably.
With all of this craziness happening with my body and mental wellbeing, I actually thought I might be pregnant, and for a second, I was hopeful.
But it turns out I’m not, and I am a little disappointed and sad about that. I’m still working my way through it…
It’ll take at least two tubs of ice cream and half a pound of chocolate this weekend to recover.
At least I feel like joking again. And smiling a little bit, too. Those are good signs.
My mom says that when you smile, the whole world smiles with you, so I’m trying to find those small things, those reasons to smile, like making silly faces when I see myself in the mirror, watching kids run around and play, seeing happy dogs on walks with their people, and going to a parade on a sunny day.
Anyway, that’s basically why I haven’t been around so much. I’m sorry about disappearing without an explanation. It’s just been kind of hard for me lately, that’s all. But it’s getting better.
When I woke up this morning, I thought I’d feel like doing makeup reviews, but I’m not quite there yet. How about if we do an open thread instead?
Ask me anything — makeup stuff, blogging tips, pet dilemmas — whatever’s on your mind. Just leave a comment. I’ll be around the rest of the day.
I hope all is well with you.
Your friendly neighborhood beauty addict,