Be You

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This husband and I…

The week of the One Lasts…took one last trip to the quaint town of Gruene…check out the garden shop…look for cats at the catio…have a bite to eat…

Stopped by the General Store…picked up a gift for a friend, when what to my wondering eyes should I see…bandanas…bandanas that spoke to bandana-wearing me…

‘Buy me!’ they said…and so she did…two of them…soft, colorful, fun…they were perfect…meant to be…

Wore them proudly…loved the random pattern of the prints…until one flopped open laying flat on the bed and again it spoke…or more like shouted…a message, or more like two messages, to unsuspecting-me…and the conversation went something like this…

It: “Chickens are my spirit animal.”

Me: “Yes, Bandana, Yes!! This could certainly be, considering one of us tends to be a mother hen or maybe it’s because she’s a chicken-sh**…or maybe it’s both: a chicken-sh** mother-hen who is also a legend.”

It: “If a girl wants to be a legend, she should go ahead and be one.”

Me: “Yes, Bandana #2, Yes!! You could not be more right! Like this old gal always says: if you act like you own it, you own it.”

And so it is, my friends. Get out there and own it. Be your own kind of legend—whether it’s a mother hen, a chicken-sh**, or something else entirely…

Be you…and just like this chicken-sh** mother-hen legend and her hidden-message bandanas…wear it proudly…
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And this husband of mine…agrees…