Stop Being So Angry!!!!
I took a trip a few weeks ago to Puerto Rico....(yes hence the bikini blog). I was sitting tucked neatly in my window seat looking out at the men beneath loading luggage and airplane food, when a very loud woman came down the aisle. She was obviously upset and was talking loudly so everyone could not help but hear her complaints, looking in her mid-twenties. An over sized suitcase was bouncing angrily behind her while she waved her free arm in dramatic gestures. "I will never fly on Delta again...she ranted to her friend only seconds behind her. They told me I have to check my bag...which I am not going to do...they made me take a shuttle to get to my gate and then they made me walk down a ramp." She was obviously put out. I strained my neck past the extra large passenger wedged beside me to get a better look. Was she serious? Could this creature from the" I am the Center of the Universe Planet" waving her long bright fingernails in angry gestures be...... serious? When did we all get so self-centered and feel like we have rights to everything? That the world turns on our every whim and if it does not... it better..... or we will find a lawyer who agrees with us
( or at least agrees to making money on it) and will sue anyone who feels differently. I cringed and still do. Have we fallen into such a state of "Have it my way", that we cannot be human anymore. Sometimes when I am driving I see little angry faces in cars daring me to butt in or make a wrong move... ready to sound the "I was inconvenienced alarm" by honking their horn. Last month, I pulled into a gas station but did not pull forward enough. The man behind me went ballistic. It was an honest error which I apologized for, profusely. He gave a horrible gesture and threats and squealed off. Really? This is the greatest country that has ever been on the planet .....ever!! And I mean ever. I love America. I love the freedom we have, the industry of a bright intelligent people, and the freedom we have...(did I already mention freedom). So I ask again REALLY? Have we been so bamboozled into believing that we are the only thing that matters in life. Have we been sucked into the "ME" generation so far we cannot see the "Find a Lawyer and Sue them for anything Monsters" we have become. When did courtesy become an 4 letter word? (Because I counted and it is still an 8 letter word.) When did Love become a 4 letter word. (Now that one is actually a 4 letter word but I digress.) Why don't we all stop being so angry? Why don't the protesters around the country go home and get a real life. Sitting in pathetic groups around the country eating bad food and planning violent attacks on innocent people is not really a life...!
Well...not a good life. So for now I guess I will go and sweep the floors and weed the garden and practice my gas parking skills.... of how far to park forward of the pump. Maybe if I painted my nails red and carried a bigger suitcase I could command more respect or maybe, just maybe.... I could just command more respect by actually............. earning it. (That's something that is really on the extinct list.)
Thursday, May 3, 2012
Tuesday, May 1, 2012
I AM SORRY TO SAY......I LIED..... YOU REALLY DO LOOK YOUR AGE!
A few days ago I ran into an old friend. Okay friend is a loose term.....I ran into someone I had not seen in 25 years. The woman called my name out and ran to me obviously excited. I returned the greeting almost as enthusiastically the whole time thinking....who are you? There was that initial moment of, oh you look vaguely like someone I once knew, somewhere deep inside beneath the wrinkles and short cropped hair. While my brain was frantically processing through the files of my memory to find a match of some former acquaintance, I blurted out "Oh, you look just the same." Really....is that the best thing I could think of to say. She insisted I looked the same as well and we chatted superficially for a few minutes all the time I was trying to remember who this was with the bad haircut. Suddenly it hit me. I stood aghast! No she did not look the same. She looked frumpy and middle-aged. As I walked away I thought to myself. Why do we as humans do that? None of us look the same.
It seems like that is the first thing I always say when I have not seen someone for a long time. "You look the same." The truth is.....I am sorry to say it.....but......... you do not. You look your age. Some of you look a little better and some of you look a lot worse. You are not 18 and it is near impossible to fool Mother Nature. Find a mirror and accept the fact. When I put on my make-up, those rare occasions trying to lure the world into thinking I am still young and beautiful ....I am forced to see my face close-up. And, yes mother nature is winning this battle...I do not look the same. I am 51.....and....I look 51.... and the mirror proves every year, month, day and minute of that.
I see movie stars and famous people trying to beat the clock.....it is not working you are just spending a lot of money and you are beginning to scare us common people. (I am sorry Barbara Streisand, I love your music, abhor your politics, and think you look like an overly browned marshmallow.) I went to my Dermatologist and he suggested he could take away my laugh lines with a few injections of Botox...really....I thought, have you seen your handiwork of puffy faced Botox victims wandering around looking more like Star Trek life forms than human beings? Not to point fingers here like say at Dolly Parton, (who are you and will you please send us back the real Dolly we loved and laughed with...not at!), or Kate Gosselin....(We liked you much better as just an angry mother of 8 then as the Star Wars poster child!) And for the record I have earned every laugh line on my face....and some were not from laughing either. No thanks to all you Dermatologist just itching to create another life form....I will keep my old face and my old body so my children and grandchildren will be able to recognize me past...oh I don't know...next week......and don't worry Meg Ryan you look the same....you have not changed a bit!!! (Okay a little bit...okay well maybe a lot....okay maybe you are looking more like the evil smiling clown doll from poltergeist than you wanted but hey....I still love your movies and think you are talented beyond most Hollywood actresses.)
A few days ago I ran into an old friend. Okay friend is a loose term.....I ran into someone I had not seen in 25 years. The woman called my name out and ran to me obviously excited. I returned the greeting almost as enthusiastically the whole time thinking....who are you? There was that initial moment of, oh you look vaguely like someone I once knew, somewhere deep inside beneath the wrinkles and short cropped hair. While my brain was frantically processing through the files of my memory to find a match of some former acquaintance, I blurted out "Oh, you look just the same." Really....is that the best thing I could think of to say. She insisted I looked the same as well and we chatted superficially for a few minutes all the time I was trying to remember who this was with the bad haircut. Suddenly it hit me. I stood aghast! No she did not look the same. She looked frumpy and middle-aged. As I walked away I thought to myself. Why do we as humans do that? None of us look the same.
It seems like that is the first thing I always say when I have not seen someone for a long time. "You look the same." The truth is.....I am sorry to say it.....but......... you do not. You look your age. Some of you look a little better and some of you look a lot worse. You are not 18 and it is near impossible to fool Mother Nature. Find a mirror and accept the fact. When I put on my make-up, those rare occasions trying to lure the world into thinking I am still young and beautiful ....I am forced to see my face close-up. And, yes mother nature is winning this battle...I do not look the same. I am 51.....and....I look 51.... and the mirror proves every year, month, day and minute of that.
I see movie stars and famous people trying to beat the clock.....it is not working you are just spending a lot of money and you are beginning to scare us common people. (I am sorry Barbara Streisand, I love your music, abhor your politics, and think you look like an overly browned marshmallow.) I went to my Dermatologist and he suggested he could take away my laugh lines with a few injections of Botox...really....I thought, have you seen your handiwork of puffy faced Botox victims wandering around looking more like Star Trek life forms than human beings? Not to point fingers here like say at Dolly Parton, (who are you and will you please send us back the real Dolly we loved and laughed with...not at!), or Kate Gosselin....(We liked you much better as just an angry mother of 8 then as the Star Wars poster child!) And for the record I have earned every laugh line on my face....and some were not from laughing either. No thanks to all you Dermatologist just itching to create another life form....I will keep my old face and my old body so my children and grandchildren will be able to recognize me past...oh I don't know...next week......and don't worry Meg Ryan you look the same....you have not changed a bit!!! (Okay a little bit...okay well maybe a lot....okay maybe you are looking more like the evil smiling clown doll from poltergeist than you wanted but hey....I still love your movies and think you are talented beyond most Hollywood actresses.)
Subscribe to:
Comments (Atom)