Tuesday, March 5, 2013
Monkey Mind Days
You know those days when your thoughts swing on mental vines from subject to subject? The days when you find yourself standing in another room with no earthly idea why you are there, and it's hard to focus on anything for more than a few minutes? Monkey Mind Days. They happen a lot in the spring. They're a sure sign I need to meditate to clean out the short term memory banks.
Wait, what is that shiny object over there?...
The Monkey Mind was on all day yesterday.
Nowadays, if I'm going to use a drawing in a post, I finish the very time-consuming drawing before I actually do any writing. The following is what the Monkey Mind was coming up with while I was painting the booties.
"I love this outfit. I really love, love, LOVE these flower-dy jeans. They look awful blue grey here. They're really a dark charcoal. Don't worry about it, no one will ever know if you don't tell them.
Is this outfit too young for me? Naaaah. Well, maybe. But I don't care, I'll wear it anyway 'cause I love it. Susan Sarandon would SO wear this outfit. Wow... you sure do worry a lot about age appropriateness, especially when you have the gall to tell everyone else not to. You worry too much. Nobody listens to you anyway, so why make yourself crazy? Yeah, but I don't want to LOOK crazy.
No. This is cute, and even if it is too young, it works.
It works ... what does that even mean? You heard it all the way through art school in every critique you ever sat through, and used it yourself. A lot. It's sort of like the French je ne sais quoi. It's that indefinable thing about something that you like. Not completely indefinable ... might be the whole outfit brings a vague pleasant memory, or you loved James Dean and Joan Jett and they always wore a motorcycle jacket, or that the color peach really flatters near your face. Or that floral print jeans just feel modern to you. Too trivial to say, or even think very hard about, so you just say "It works." Huh.
Actually, it's that the jacket keeps the flower-dy jeans from looking too sweet. As do the booties. How can anything called a bootie not be sweet? Glad I found this coral (peach?) t-shirt in last year's stuff. The length works, and covers the old tummy just fine.
Speaking of covering the tummy, it's almost time to get out the put away the dark Spanx tights. I'm gonna miss them. But that means it time to bring out the Spanx long-panty things! Yeaaaay. I do not get those women who go on about why they don't need them, would NEVER wear them. Yeah, well, maybe not. Lucky them. Or maybe they should wear them, but just haven't figured it out! Ha! They probably are too young to remember how awful real girdles were. Nope, I love me some Spanx. Sleek and comfy. They make it possible to wear dresses in insane heat. They wick, they don't make you sweat more! And they're not so hard to get into. Only one or two hits on the asthma inhaler, and you've got 'um on.
Why doesn't someone invent a wee, tiny little panty that controls the tummy and eliminates VPL? Like a control top thong. Maybe not.
Speaking of things not so useful, that "Leibster Award" didn't amount to many hits. Many real hits, that is. I did start to get a whole lot of link-spam from the always charming "Anonymous". Gotta put the old "Prove You're not a Robot" thing back on. Anyway, it's not the number of hits, its the fun comments. And the answers to the questions. Maybe we could invent a variation on the Liebster by just sending around only a set of style questions. Call it "Style Tag for Nosy People", and play it like real tag.
Nope ... just what we need is another techno-annoyance in the form of chain letters. Better not.
Speaking of "better not" ... isn't there some chocolate still hidden in the back of the pantry?"
And that is how it went, all in the space of a few minutes. Hope your day was a lot more organized and focused. But I got it done, and am ready to join the Always Perfectly Organized Patti at Visible Monday at Not Dead Yet Style . Late as always, but there we are!