Everyday is the First Day

Let's all try and put square pegs into round holes.

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AND let's keep doing this over and over and over.

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I have figured something out about myself.

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When God was passing out the table settling gene, He giggled and gave me the "sense to know that I don’t know squat about tablescaping” gene.  Tablescaping is what people do when they pretty up a table for a party.  My friends say, “Just go out in  your yard and cut some greenery...it will be lovely”  or the one year my sister-in-law, Janie, handed me cumquats to decorate the Thanksgiving turkey.  The cumquats were quickly taken from my hands by those who know my limitations.

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I just don’t get it.  The height, the colors, the theme....I cook.....I eat.....I don’t get the beautification part.  I’m as lost as last year’s Easter egg.  I might order a centerpiece.  I might put on a tablecloth.   I might put out the salt and pepper shakers, but let it be known, Martha Stewart has nothing to worry about.

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However,  I keep trying.  Today might be the day, because everyday is the first day of the rest of my life.

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ps...I was going to put a picture of the swan on the back porch table.  It was too embarrassing.  I had put a mosquito candle in the place where the bouquet of flowers are supposed to occupy.  Function over form!