Archive | October 29, 2011

Follow up from yesterday- if you’re married to me, you don’t need to bother reading this…

As if I need to specify… More hormones and some whining here…

I can’t believe how much response my blog post received yesterday! But now, the anxiety sets in. I want to continue to enlighten, spread joy and reveal bull shit whenever I can- especially my own, but I’m afraid to fall short.

So in case you never read my blog again- thanks for accepting me and embracing my words.

When I asked James if he read my post, his response was so typically male!! “Gosh, you share a lot, are you sure you want that out there?”

And my answer is yes. If I’ve learned anything as I reach almost 40, it’s that I really don’t give a crap. That is SO NOT TRUE.

I really want people to like me.

Okay, but…

I also know it’s more important to be true to myself and honest than to please anyone. Even James. Sorry sweetie (you know this already).

I don’t want everyone to agree  with me, and yes, I don’t want people to not like me either! I can just see folks rolling their eyes about my comments about pajama jeans and Laura Ingalls. (Wouldn’t Laura dig a pair of pajama jeans??!!)

Yes, sometimes I might seem shallow, trivial and down right blonde. (Hey, I resemble that comment.) But that is because I sometimes can’t take the heavy. You know?
My parents are aging and fighting chronic disease, my adult sister is disabled living at home; I freak out when I think about the future sometimes. I grapple with the idea of drowning polar bears in the Arctic, garbage piles floating in the oceans and genetically modified alfalfa. I worry that my children will get a tattoo on their face when they turn 18. Please, anywhere else, just not the face. I’m afraid of bladder incontinence when I  laugh get older . I constantly think I’m on the verge of dementia. Especially when I walk in to the pantry while making dinner and don’t remember what….I…went….in….there…for…..

But I’m also so excited about seeing The Hunger Games as a movie, taking the kids to Europe for the first time, the next Oscar’s, Kristen Wiig’s next movie, will there be a Glee spin-off…. and so much more!

There’s always something to look forward to.  At least that’s what I’m thinking when I scoop out the cat box.

Well, it’s all about me, me, me isn’t it….

That’s all. Keep calm and carry on.