Friday, October 19, 2018

Sophie Isn't The Only One Who Has Mastered THE LOOK...

The other night, I was going through some old photos and came across this one. If any of our kids could mimic my resting bitch face, it would be Sophie. Yep. She's got it. Just like me. That look. For as long as she's been part of our family, Sophie hasn't been shy about giving us the look. Once in a while, I entertain myself and think, "If Sophie was a human child, she'd totally be my protege."

My resting bitch face surfaces more times during the day and evening than I care to admit. But, that's not necessarily a bad thing.

Often times, my resting bitch face is a safe alternative to speaking my mind. Especially to those who I have to deal with multiple times throughout the week and the ones I've dealt with over and over and over again.

My resting bitch face will make an appearance at any given time. It doesn't matter if it's 7 in the morning or 11 at night. It doesn't matter if it's caused by a person I love or one whose existence makes my skin crawl.

It happens...

A. Lot.

I'm going to be 45 in December.

I've realized over the years that you can't change how someone views a situation or deals with it. Or, in some cases, makes excuse after excuse for it.

I've also learned that speaking up about it doesn't improve the situation either.

All I can do is lead by example. Teach. Dole out the wisdom I've gained from my elders over the years.

If that doesn't work, well...

Resting. Bitch. Face.

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