Thursday, February 28, 2008
Yes, I will admit it, I love the show "What Not To Wear"! I see the before pictures of some poor thing that has her clothes & hair all wrong & I think this one will be impossible to repair! But Stacey & Clinton turn her into a beauty right before our eyes. Actually I often wonder when my friends or co-workers will turn on me & send some creepy camera toting stalker to film my bad clothing choices. "Did I just see those bushes move?"
Amazing husband feels that the hosts are annoying & too mean & just want everyone to look like them. I agree that the ritual of gathering the "victims" family & friends around to view the before footage is a bit brutal at times...but still very funny since it's not me! But the person being helped (and given $5000 worth of clothing!) always ends up hugging, crying & totally in love with Stacey, Clinton, & their new self.
I love the way that the hosts can see the potential in the person & do their best to pull out the inner beauty of her. They never talk about weight or dieting, it's all about dressing to flatter any size at all. The guest is transformed in front of everyone & walks away with an entirely different attitude about themselves. I also like the hair & make-up tips they show & have even used a few. It cracks me up when the guest is reluctant & snotty at first, until they finally begin to "get it" & admit they could use a little help. They are usually the ones with the most dramatic changes & they agree that there were subconscious reasons for their ugly clothing habits.
Stacey & Clinton believe that we are all beauties....but we do not believe it. We see the one or two faults & concentrate on them so much that we can no longer see anything else. List your good qualities & your bad qualities; one list is always easier than the other isn't it? I wonder why that is? I hate my butt, hubby loves it, but I am constantly planning my clothing around how to hide it. At least it's behind me & I can avoid looking at it everytime I see a mirror! But do I? Nope, of course not, I turn & check to see how it's looking! I sure would fight entering that 360 degree mirror on the show!
Finally at the amazing age of 53 I am loving myself & even my caboose a bit. What a gigantic waste of time to worry & fuss & feel depressed about my looks when there are so many wonderful things to be thinking & doing! Yes, I know that Stacey & Clinton could find a ton of uglies in my closet to throw in the trash can & they would certainly tell me to dress my age a bit more (as in more dress pants instead of jeans) but I did throw out all my old pleated pants with narrow ankles, yikes! They should be very proud of me, I am!
Tuesday, February 19, 2008
Monday, February 11, 2008
I would listen to him talk about God with friends late into the night, his eyes growing more intense & amazed the later it got & the more impossible it was to describe the God that he saw.
I knew without a doubt that he was the one I wanted to grow old with, not that I was actually thinking about growing old at that point. My heart was convinced that he was my “one & only”. I wish I knew how I knew. I could see things that others just could not see. I could see a heart that burned. I could see an inner strength & faithfulness that was so deep it could not be budged. I saw a playful humor that caught people off guard & made me giggle again & again. It still does.
I married him 30 years ago & had no idea that it was the best idea I would ever have! Happy 30th my Curt!
Sunday, February 10, 2008
I keep forgetting it until I look in the mirror in the early mornings & see my moms face looking back at me. Now, I love her face but that does not stop me from rushing to my make-up kit! Make up & lots of coffee does wonders for my morning self-esteem.
I do not FEEL 53. I forget my age because it does not define me & I will not let it hold me back from what I want to do, whether it is wearing jeans to work or traveling all over the world.
Now I am 53 & I have been to China, Hong Kong & Japan. I have also been to Fiji three times & will go to the Philipines this year! These pictures are from China & Fiji trips that I made, all in the last 5 years! How in the world did I get here?
I got here one day at a time just like everyone else. One choice at a time, one "Yes" at a time when asked to do something scarey & too big for me. Go to some remote, primitive Fijian islands to encourage & bless the people? Gather a group of 40 young people to travel across the globe to slog through mud into small taxi boats to spend time with lovely Fijians who are completely secluded from the world? "Umm, YES!"I don't feel 53 & I am determined not to feel it. Or maybe it's just time to re-define what 53 should feel like. It's not OLD, I know that for sure. It's wonderful!
Monday, February 4, 2008
After writing the "Welcome" section where I stated the above sentence, I woke up one morning wondering if I really know how to be real. Hmm.."As real as I know how to be"........ How real do I know how to be?
For as long as I can remember I have been what the people around me needed me to be. Obedient, compliant daughter. Quiet, peace-keeping christian youth grouper. Perfect attendance student. Loving, people-pleasing mom & pastors wife. ( Oh man, Pastor Wife-ing involves tons of people-pleasing, believe me! Another story for another day!)
I am currently doing what I love with my life. I am surrounded by wonderful, fun & encouraging friends & collegues. I am no longer pretending to be better than I am. I am liking me for the first time in my life.
And yet, I am telling no one around me about this little venture into putting my true thoughts out into cyberspace, whatever that is. This is my place to vent without risk of hurting feelings or wondering how my words may affect those around me. It feels pretty good so far! Of course I haven't really said anything yet! Ha! Can I be as real as I know how to be? That depends on how real I know how to be I guess. We'll just have to see.