"Ooooo, my reflection!"
I am an only child, a dancer, and former musical theatre actress. The combination of these leads to one thing- VANITY. I by no means claim to be the prettiest lil' thing, but do try to ensure that I am looking socially acceptable at every chance.
My vanity passes up no opportunity... any mirror is fair game, my car's rear view mirror included. Reflective glass of pictures hung in various homes and businesses. Shiny elevator doors, glass doors and any windows- I am told I never open my car door with out giving my face a once over first....
Though as a little girl I though the word "vain" was a compliment, I just deem myself now as overly resourceful and a little self conscious....
My vanity passes up no opportunity... any mirror is fair game, my car's rear view mirror included. Reflective glass of pictures hung in various homes and businesses. Shiny elevator doors, glass doors and any windows- I am told I never open my car door with out giving my face a once over first....
Though as a little girl I though the word "vain" was a compliment, I just deem myself now as overly resourceful and a little self conscious....
JAZZ HANDS, Urban Dictionary's definition
A cabaret-style dance move, popularized by the musical "Fosse". Now used, usually ironically, to express excitement, glee, razzle dazzle, etc. The move is performed by tilting the head slightly, shimmering the hands with fingers splayed either side of the face and crying "Jazz hands!" with an enthusiastic smile. Think Jack from Will and Grace. Also *JAZZ HANDS!!!* used as an expressive punctuation on blogs and bulletin boards.
-OR-
A dance move, characterized by middle aged gay men yelling at you in sequence or accompanied by upbeat show music. To execute this move, you must extend all muscles of the hand until your hand is red, shaking and it hurts. Jazz hands are highly annoying, but effective to impress judges at dance competition.
"Holy duck! That one just bit me!"
One of my nearest and dearest friends and I are making a habit of feeding the ducks our stale bread and rolls. I have always enjoyed doing this because it makes me feel a lot better about not actually eating my food, because it is going to a good cause it is not really being completely wasted!
Well, these particular dern ducks have gotten pretty bold and greedy if I do say so myself! They are neighborhood ducks and obviously doted on by numerous other residents. No matter how many crumbs get thrown their way, they want more.... Anyone familiar with the book, "If you give a mouse a cookie....?" Well, we came armed with a whole loaf of bread and a whole bag of hot dog buns (Don't judge me for not being home and eating out too much lately!!).
What happened to the days when you had to coax these fine feathered friends to you and bribe them with chunks of bread? These things crossed the street and fled to my car the moment they spotted us! So we herded them back to the grassy noll by the lake and began dishing out the goods. I was surrounded by them, as my friend was more on the outer edge of the flock. Concentrating on the cute littler ducks that kept getting shafted, I was throwing some pieces specificly towards them, not noticing the impatient geese stalking me. Maybe this geese was an only child, as am I, because it was portraying a "Pay attention to me!" attitude. This need for instant attention was communicated when the damn thing bit my thigh! "No more carbs for you, Missy!"
Now, I would like to conclude with a small tip for any other germ-a-phobes: Do not wear shorts and flip flops around out going ducks and geese! They will step on your feet with their infested little webs (especially if your bread feeding partner is amused by your mortified reaction to this, continually throwing bread at your feet) and they will rub themselves against you as if they were cats. It was disgusting and you'd better believe I did take a germ-X bath the moment I got back to my vehicle.
Pay attention to ME!
God be with the population of only children. We have bad reps for not always "playing well with others...."
It is not that we are cruel or purposely selfish people, we are just used to having our way because- well, we were the only ones around! And, please bare with us as this just is not a habit or lifestyle change that happens overnight when you become a big girl and have to play in the real world....... so sometimes life's not always the bowl of cherries we had become so well accustomed to and we attempt to adjust accordingly (even though we grit our teeth and long for the glory days).
Sometimes that little 'center of attention' bug comes back to bite, creating the instant urge to scream "Pay attention to ME!" Though I may try to fight it, I still occasionally long to bask in my own personal spotlight..... (sigh)
It is not that we are cruel or purposely selfish people, we are just used to having our way because- well, we were the only ones around! And, please bare with us as this just is not a habit or lifestyle change that happens overnight when you become a big girl and have to play in the real world....... so sometimes life's not always the bowl of cherries we had become so well accustomed to and we attempt to adjust accordingly (even though we grit our teeth and long for the glory days).
Sometimes that little 'center of attention' bug comes back to bite, creating the instant urge to scream "Pay attention to ME!" Though I may try to fight it, I still occasionally long to bask in my own personal spotlight..... (sigh)
"One Love"
In the midst of my personal love lost, I am not bitter at all. I am not saying it would not be easy to become bitter, but I see true love all around me and I know it does exist.
One glowing example is my best friend from Oklahoma, Annie. We have been best friend's since the 7th grade and have shared many trials and tribulations. When she came to visit me this summer we had a lot of time to talk about life and the stuff that really matters. I was introduced to her new love through pictures and stories and I saw the light in her eyes. It was nothing less than touching.
I got a call a few weeks back. My Annie is engaged. I am inspired by their love for each other. She was a bridesmaid in my wedding years ago and she has now asked me to serve as a bridesmaid in hers. I am thrilled. I have been the cake cutter, the wedding planner, and the bride... but never a bridesmaid! I have convinced myself it is because all other chicks were self-conscious that I would over shadow them on "their day." (Just go with it, it makes me feel better!) Anywho- I get to be "Pretty in Pink" (our dress color) and I am just tickled pink about it!
Annie, in her wedding planning stage, has entered David's Bridal's "One Love" contest. In her words exactly:
"Brandt and I entered a contest called "One Love" at David's Bridal where you can win free stuff (my dress, bridesmaids dresses, jewelry, etc.) In order to enter I had to make a collage of certain wedding items and write a short paragraph about how I knew he was "the one." It's all very cute and corny, but PLEASE vote for us so that we can possibly win some free wedding stuff. And if not for that reason, simply because most of the other collages are uglier than mine!"
Take 3 seconds to vote people!.... then again tomorrow and so on! True love exists and everyone knows free stuff is super fun!
One glowing example is my best friend from Oklahoma, Annie. We have been best friend's since the 7th grade and have shared many trials and tribulations. When she came to visit me this summer we had a lot of time to talk about life and the stuff that really matters. I was introduced to her new love through pictures and stories and I saw the light in her eyes. It was nothing less than touching.
I got a call a few weeks back. My Annie is engaged. I am inspired by their love for each other. She was a bridesmaid in my wedding years ago and she has now asked me to serve as a bridesmaid in hers. I am thrilled. I have been the cake cutter, the wedding planner, and the bride... but never a bridesmaid! I have convinced myself it is because all other chicks were self-conscious that I would over shadow them on "their day." (Just go with it, it makes me feel better!) Anywho- I get to be "Pretty in Pink" (our dress color) and I am just tickled pink about it!
Annie, in her wedding planning stage, has entered David's Bridal's "One Love" contest. In her words exactly:
"Brandt and I entered a contest called "One Love" at David's Bridal where you can win free stuff (my dress, bridesmaids dresses, jewelry, etc.) In order to enter I had to make a collage of certain wedding items and write a short paragraph about how I knew he was "the one." It's all very cute and corny, but PLEASE vote for us so that we can possibly win some free wedding stuff. And if not for that reason, simply because most of the other collages are uglier than mine!"
Take 3 seconds to vote people!.... then again tomorrow and so on! True love exists and everyone knows free stuff is super fun!
Sound Advice from Ann Landers
Make somebody happy today. Mind your own business.
Don't accept your dog's admiration as conclusive evidence that you are wonderful.
Television has proved that people will look at anything rather than each other.
The Lord gave us two ends - one to sit on and the other to think with. Success depends on which one we use the most.
The trouble with talking too fast is you may say something you haven't thought of yet.
You need that guy like a giraffe needs strep throat.
Don't accept your dog's admiration as conclusive evidence that you are wonderful.
Television has proved that people will look at anything rather than each other.
The Lord gave us two ends - one to sit on and the other to think with. Success depends on which one we use the most.
The trouble with talking too fast is you may say something you haven't thought of yet.
You need that guy like a giraffe needs strep throat.
Which comes first?
Do I love you because you're beautiful,
Or are you beautiful because I love you?
~Richard Rodgers and Oscar Hammerstein II, Cinderella
Or are you beautiful because I love you?
~Richard Rodgers and Oscar Hammerstein II, Cinderella
These days I have really contemplated the sanctity of marriage (a whole other ranting blog topic) and everything love related. This is one of those thought provoking "Which came first, the chicken or the egg?" questions.
Are we drawn to people because of there outward appearance or are we drawn to their inner beauty and this gives us an effect of blinding love to see that they are outwardly pleasing?
From experiences thus far in life, I can tell some people (both sexes, this is not a femi-nazi rant) are not at all interested in the inner beauty at all. But for those actually interested in a relationship, where does the attraction initiate?
Is that so?
I am very much starting to question this slogan. I do dearly love my Explorer. I just had to have and SUV and I quite enjoy being higher than the average car because it is my one chance in life to feel tall. But, lately my baby Ford has been failing me.... much as my Chevy failed me....
I turned from Chevy to Ford, but now I am wondering what maker is actually the best and if all of those Ford haters out there have it right:
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