Becoming a Little Girly

Change is interesting. When I feel it coming on - especially if it is accompanied by the Breath of God - I try to find a good seat! I love to watch God in action!

I've learned to recognize- through trial and error and much experience - the feeling that surrounds me when God is nudging me forward into something just a little different!

For those who don't know me, don't see me face to face, or don't pay attention to details, I'll explain further. I've always been a bit of a tomboy. Growing up, I was the one who taught my brother to catch frogs, build a fort and ride a bike. I was in my 30's before I dabbled with make up, and many - including those who see me face to face everyday - are surprised to realize that yes, I DO wear make up, nearly every day. Giving a choice, I'd wear jeans everywhere. Even when I "dress up", it's a pair of capris. One of the best things about my Nurse Practitioner job is that I get to wear "my pajamas" to work. No, not really, but scrubs and pajamas are about equal in the comfort department. I'd occasionally paint my toe nails, a muted beige, but was happy to wear them bare as well. Oh yeah - and the "shopping" part of my genetic code - gone, missing, absent... I'd rather do anything but shop!

In come the winds of change.... Suddently, I'm interested in dark red toenails. And, this weekend... I hit the stores.... for some dressy clothes. Nothing TOOO girly, mind you, but not scrubs and not jeans! It's something a little sassy, and I'm REALLY excited about it.

I don't know what else He has in store for me - I DO know there was a really cute tote that I will have to save and go back for! (seriously!? ME? bahahahahaha). Yes, seriously.

So, here I sit, front row seat, waiting to see where he is leading with this.