Wednesday, March 11, 2009
This morning Ruby and I saw about 6 squirrels standing completely still in the middle of the street. I thought," Is this it? The squirrel uprising?" then I noticed a cat eyeing them from the curb, and they scattered. Not before Ruby could say
" We're going to squirrel town mommy?"
Since her musical debut with the song DooDoo Town, many other "towns" have been added to our life. There is Owie Town( where my pins and needles are kept) Robot Town ( the big power station down the street and Candy Town ( her grandmother's pantry)
What does it say about me that I would happily agree to get my tubes tied if I could be rewarded with a tree sloth as my pet( yes animal people, I know that they are wild creatures and they need to live in the jungle) But what about a rescued sloth? It doesn't even know how to live in the jungle anymore. It can live with me. I love their tiny flat faces and long arms. I want to hold one like a baby and take it everywhere I go in a sling.
Sadly, I don't know of any rescued sloths right now. But I can be persuaded (attention Jeff!) to stick with the one child if I get a tree sloth, or an orangutan, or even a little sugar glider.
One of my customers is completely inspiring me to wear heels and makeup everywhere I go. I normally don't get dolled up in anything unless it goes with flip flops, but I am seriously considering becoming just like my customer, Mary. Everywhere she goes, she looks like she just came from the stylist. We saw her randomly one day in the mall, there she was in heels and her glossy, Snow White looking black hair, and when she left my mom's friend said, "Is she famous?"
She is a little famous, but I think it's more than that, we are all little girls playing dress up on some level.In Austin, where shorts are the norm for formal attire, people stare at you if you're too dressed up." where are YOU going?" they ask you. It's a very casual town.If she were only pretty and stylish, it would be a different matter entirely. But she's hilarious, and down to earth, she has that grace of someone who could be comfortable telling a joke at the White house or a barbeque shack. I think it is this quality I admore most.
I told this to my friend Carli, about how inspired I am to BE this woman,
Carli--" I am sick of hearing about her.Talk about something else." But after she saw the picture, even she became a little Single White Female about this woman.
I think it's funny how I can still feel like a 14 year old looking at the senior girl and wanting to BE her, even though I am 33.Am I ever going to feel like a real grownup?
I am doing the wedding dress for the girl who does her lash extensions. We had a long talk about how we want to be Mary. Now, of course, I am going to get lash extensions, because Mary does it.
Perhaps I should suggest that she balance her checkbook or clean her house in front of me, because then I would be inspired to do those things.
I wonder who Mary looks up to like that?
(Oh my God----Maybe it's me!)