|Unglamorous me, trying to snap a pic of Daisy who just came from the doggy salon!|
Actually, two out of three kids visited yesterday and I even got a bonus kid when Terry's new girlfriend popped in to watch a movie with us. Color me happy!!
But back to my theory about the kids being mayhem-magnets, now that I think about it, Hannah and I did have one thought-provoking encounter yesterday. The new Tulsa Oilers hockey season is fast approaching and since Hannah's going to be an Ice Girl again, she noticed yesterday that her tummy is fifteen shades lighter than her tan tights. Off to the tanning salon we went.
Remember the whole "Tanning Mom" scandal? (Not sure if I'm allowed to post a pic, but if you're unfamiliar with the Patricia Krentcil case, it's all over Google) Anyway, as Hannah was entering the salon, a woman exited who was darker than dark. Neither of us had ever seen anyone as dark as her--maybe on TV, but certainly not in Tulsa.
I'm curious about what motivates people to do what they do and as I had a few minutes to sit and ponder, wondered what could be going on in this tanner's life? I'm guessing she was around my age. She had a great bod and hair. Didn't notice if she wore a wedding ring, but she seemed to be in good spirits. As for motivation, my best guess was that she's from a sunny state and grew up tanning. Tanning makes her feel youthful and happy. She's been tanning for so long, that what may read normal-tan to her is beyond-normal to others? But then who am I to say her "normal" isn't anything other than perfection?
All of that could be a crock and probably is, but it does bring up a theme that's been running through my week--loving yourself just the way you are.
Mom called Monday to tell me a couple of our fave Y & R stars would be on The Talk. Well, not only were those stars on, but they didn't wear their usual glam hair and make-up--neither did Julie Chen or the show's other hosts or guests. At first, the shock of seeing these familiar faces "naked" was jarring, but then they became exceedingly lovely--not unapproachable daytime divas, but women I could see hanging out with. They became "real" in the truest sense of the word.
Yesterday on Facebook, a friend of a friend of a friend (Love FB's new lax privacy policies, don't you?) posted an incredibly powerful piece on self-esteem. Today, an old high school friend posted a nice bit on not sweating the small stuff.
With the benefit of hindsight, I see "Someone" has been sending me subtle reminders to chill. It's been a rough week. My word count has been atrocious. A person I respect wasn't nice to me. A certain unnamed insurance company makes me crazy. I've slipped off my diet. My bangs need a trim, eyebrows resemble Santa's and I refuse to even talk about the horror of my nails. But you know what? NONE OF THAT MATTERS!!! Taking a step back, how blessed am I to even have time for such petty worries to enter my head?
If you've made it this far into my ramble-a-thon, stop reading now to give yourself a hug!!! Love yourself--fat, skinny, tan, great hair, bad hair? Doesn't matter!!! Love yourself as you are, right now, and keep that love flowing outward to others . . . :-)