There are things that accompany me throughout the day. They’re as annoying as the little flies during the summer months in southern Alabama. Or the twenty minute long commercials that keep interrupting the last three seconds of the Office.

Unfortunately the doubts are in my head, so I can’t squish them like blood sucking mosquitoes, or pause my tv and then speed up past the commercials.

Questions plague my days and nights. Who are these two beings in my dreams? What do they represent? What’s the hidden meaning behind my dog and cat sleeping together? It’s possibly something very perverse.

When I wake up the day time doubts take over. I ask myself questions about what to do. Should I straighten my hair or should I let it go wild? Should I clean and do the laundry or should I sit on the couch and watch Dora, while secretly routing for Swiper? Should I get Botox?
I should definitely, most certainly wax my eyebrows.

What about them?

Will she be ok?

Will she get to a healthy weight?

Will he be all right wherever he goes next?

Why is his picture so small? Because for some mysterious reason it was gigantic when I tried to download it so I had to put it as a thumbnail – some type of omen maybe.

Are people looking at my lips because they are nice and plump or because there’s something stuck on them?

Me, answers? I have no clue what I want for dinner!

What are doubts mommy?

I’m ok, I found this little headband and look I’m smiling now.

Too much thinking, just climb on the subway poles for crying out loud!

Still smiling!

Take this jacket off me instead of wondering whether it’s too hot in here!

And then the big guy chimes in.

Happy Thanksgiving!