Beautiful

The other day Sherry left a comment on one of the photos of my dogs. "That is a ridiculously gorgeous dog".

Yes, yes he is...or they are. I love that my dogs are gorgeous in the same way that I love that my kids are gorgeous (oh don't freak out, I'd love them if they were butt ugly too), simply because I enjoy beautiful things - probably because I'm not beautiful. This feeling of enjoying beauty, however, seems to manifest itself in odd ways. For instance, I enjoy seeing a beautiful home, but I tend to be a bit lazy when it comes to doing things like dusting, or mopping (although I constantly sweep and vacuum as I'm always barefoot).

I love looking at beautiful clothes, but I tend to purchase a lot of cheap, unattractive clothes. I love gorgeous jewelry, but the only thing I tend to wear is my wedding/engagement rings, and those I put on only when I'm going outside of the house.

I'm not sure why I enjoy looking at beautiful things so much. Maybe it's because I like to notice the small things and can be amused easily, or maybe it's because I know I'm not beautiful. Any way, I truly enjoy that my animals are so gorgeous - they make it easy to look like I know what I'm doing when I take a picture. Hence this photo of Takaani this morning:



I have to add this photo, as it's just plain WRONG - there should never be snow on a jack-o-lantern.