Jessica Thinks

I won't say how old I was when I stopped believing this; I thought for a long time that people were saying "beauty is in the eye of the holder." To me that meant that you could only be beautiful if you saw yourself as beautiful. You are the holder of your image and if you see that image as beautiful then it would be true.  I now know that the saying goes "beauty is in the eye of the beholder," meaning the person looking upon you has the control of whether or not you are beautiful.  Just as much as I believe we are predisposed to see our own flaws, I think we are predisposed to find our own likeness appealing, which is probably why we think our own children are cuter than others and why selfies are even a thing.  So I like my interpretation of that saying better (the incorrect one). We see beauty in ourselves, whether we admit it or not, and that is what makes us beautiful to others, whether they admit it or not. No one else is in control of our beauty. The behol

Three days before Christmas and I was in the dizzy, achy, shivery beginning stages of the worst flu I have had in years. This one was for the books! I had a fever for six days straight, then again for about three more days. It ruined my entire holiday from work and really put a damper on any plans the kids had thought up for what to do with their time off from school. Sickie Selfie Another thing it did, was completely obliterate any urge I had to smoke. OK, well not completely. I wanted to smoke, but I just knew it would either make me cough or make me sick, or make me cough so much that I would get sick. So for my entire vacation from work I didn't smoke. six days, no smoking, sick as a dog. In the past, those first two weeks were the hardest part of quitting. I was half way through that period of time and I was still suffering a nasty cough. I pushed through on the idea that I might or might not quit if I made it through the two weeks, but I was going to get through them