celebrate yourself

This weekend we celebrate our independence from Great Britian. A country we still have exorbitant ties to…horrah for us! Way to be independent!

This weekend, the group celebrates the birth of mister Scotty. I refer to Scotty as the youngest member of the clan, even if there are a handful of chiquedees that are his junior…

He has always been the “oh scotty” kinda kiddo. And now he is legitimzing himself…with one last night of sheer debotchery. What will happen? Oh, that I cannot answer. Anything goes when we’re all together. actually, everything goes when we’re all together.

and it’s a sort of exaggerated sigh that I need. It’s exactly what I need. My body has been tense and tightened and needing the kind of release only a day of families can bring out. Both families that I barely see. The ones that I don’t spend every waking moment with. The ones that bring out a positive energetic side of myself.

my hearts

And scotty drums the beat to it all.

So today, while you’re celebrating your own life. And your freedom, and your independence. Celebrate yourself. And everyone around you. Celebrate me, celebrating you. And all that brings you relief. And most importantly, joy.