Full Moons and Safety Glass
Full Moons and Safety Glass
Balancing money, time, self, and family
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Someone Needs a Holiday
Lately (since January, that is), I have really focused on trying to do more for myself. In January, I had lived in Sacramento for nearly 10 years and was feeling fairly unconnected to the area. So, I started out on a journey of creating new experiences and revisiting old experiences--that is, doing things that I used to really like to do but had somehow stopped doing. All of this in an attempt to feel more connected to where I live and refocus on the things that make me happy.
The result has been great. I don’t always get it right, but I definitely feel like a more present parent and partner. I also started to feel like my old self again. And, more importantly, I now feel more confident that, going forward, I’m going to be more aware and conscious of keeping this going in the future. It was with this in mind that I started to wonder where I would be in 10 or 20 years. Maybe its because my parents are both retired. Maybe its because I have a fantasy about doing really interesting consulting work. Maybe its because my oldest is about to enroll in preschool, and well…preschool is practically college, you know. So, I started to think about mothers who I knew who had charted their own course while keeping their family a priority. And, well…I came up with…um…nothing. It was kind of like trying to think of a couple that has been married for 25 years and are still giddy in love. So then I started to think about moms I don’t know, but know of. Hmmmm…Katie Couric? Hillary Rodham Clinton? Angelina Jolie? Marge Simpson? To say the least, I felt handicapped in this exercise. And then I found myself surfing the net—or more appropriately—surfing the mindless pop culture gossip sites that I frequent when I am feeling mindless. It was in between clicks, I found out that Madonna is on tour again. I was the exact demographic for Madonna in the 80s. I even saw her in concert when I was in the 8th grade. In fact, I still have the concert program. I plan to sell it on eBay someday. It's still in very good condition. As I was clicking through the pages about her concert kickoff I was thinking that Madonna really does seem to have it all. She has reinvented herself more times than I can count. That must keep her job interesting. Never mind the fact that she has built a massive Madonna brand that she can cash in on for the rest of her life. She lives in the country in England (I would love to have a home in the English countryside). She’s married to someone who appears to be decent human being. Her kids seem normal (except for those eyebrows on poor Lourdes). And, she is in phenomenal shape. The only problem with Madonna is that she now looks like a very talented, impeccably put together drag queen. This would be totally fine if she was a drag queen. But...well...she isn’t. I guess no one can do it all. 3 comments from 3 users
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posted by
hmoeckli
on Aug 24, 2008 at 02:54 PM
posted by
MiaMama
on Aug 25, 2008 at 11:33 AM
posted by
creatress
on Aug 25, 2008 at 11:37 AM
HAhahah! I totally agree (about the drag queen comment). Being a mother who charts her own course is VERY difficult. To "have it all" I think you need money (or a partner who can support your dreams and goals with money). It doesn't keep me from trying though! And FYI, I'm going on 14 married years now (16 together) and we're actually MORE in love now than when we were on our honeymoon. It does take work though!
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It would be interesting to pair her up with one of those drag queens in vegas and see if people can't tell the difference...