My ordinary life....

As I was washing my hands this afternoon, I looked in the mirror and noticed how perfectly fanned out my eyelashes looked. You know how some days your mascara goes on just right, and others, not so much? It's a girl thing I guess. Well, today was one of those just right, not too much, not too little, beautiful lengths mascara days. As I was sitting here admiring my lash work (still scrubbing my hands) I started to picture what it must be like for all those celebrities out there who have a whole team of stylists and make-up artists fussing over them day and night. Surely they don't have those 'bad eyelash' days. I'm sure they don't. AND I'm sure they don't have bad hair or wardrobe days either. Right? I mean, who knows, maybe they do.... but I would think they are paying someone a pant-load of money to make sure they don't. So then I had to laugh, because, while they are out there being beautified by teams of experts in some luxurious place waiting to make their next million, I am scrubbing the chicken juice off my hands from preparing dinner and admiring my mascara applying skills. Such is life. So THEN as I was drying my hands I got to thinking about how, while they spend hundreds (maybe even thousands) of dollars on a single pair of shoes, I'm hesitant to buy myself a cute new pair of $25 sandals because that money could go towards groceries or something we really needed. While they are worrying about what designer dress they are going to wear to the Academy Awards, we are worrying about making it by on $26,000 a year. It might sound like I'm whining (maybe a little bit), but all this got me wondering if I would really be any happier in their shoes. I don't think I would be. Less financially stressed? Definitely. But happier? No. It's the simple things in my life that bring me the most joy.... Like my baby's sweet smile, my husband's love, the three of us laying on the bed laughing and playing, taking a ride in the hills in our old 1991 Ford truck, digging out the garden together because we can't afford to rent a backhoe, and yes, even the occasional good mascara day. These precious memories and feelings will be imprinted on my heart for eternity, and I would take that ANY day over fame and fortune :)