Recently, I wrote a post called The Gaze which prompted Nancy to ask, “What did you learn from having a beautiful mother? Do you think it made a difference in how you viewed the world? Just curious…”
Oh boy! I could write volumes on how I was affected by my mother’s beauty. I have to say even the question makes me uncomfortable. My mother’s beauty has always defined her; it is front and center and inescapable. I’ve always appreciated her beauty and at times been very proud of it, but I’ve hated feeling that I was somehow supposed to measure up to her beauty. I am not ugly, but my beauty is not front and center. I’ve spent my whole life wanting to be appreciated for my intellect and humor, things that I could take credit for developing, but I would be a huge liar if I didn’t admit to wanting to appreciated for my physical beauty every once in awhile. Physical beauty is a powerful thing, but it can also be a burden.
That’s the short answer to Nancy’s question. I appreciate that she made me think about something that I tend to ignore.
Do you have anything you’d like to ask me? Let me know in the comments section and I’ll answer in an upcoming post.
Perhaps, you don’t give a rat’s a$$ about me and you’d rather ask a question about yourself. Well, you’re in luck! I am what could be referred to as a Useless Psychic. Yes it’s true, I have psychic abilities, but they are useless. For example, I dreamt that our car was broken into and the next morning when I went to the car it had indeed been broken into. Not really broken into as my husband had forgotten to lock it. Why couldn’t I have had a dream the night before about him forgetting to lock it?
So maybe you would like to ask me something about your future like should you get a nose job in 2010. My answer would be along the lines of, “No your nose is already very busy poking itself where it does not belong, it can not possibly take on another job.”
So step right up and ask The Useless Psychic a question! I will look into my crystal ball and if I am not blinded by the reflection of my own cleavage, I may be able to offer some insight.
This is intended to be an interactive game and I am not actually claiming that I will provide you with any useful information.
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I Comment Therefore I Am
by UnknownMami on December 28, 2009
Monday! Monday! Monday is Comment Day! I get to share the comments I’ve littered throughout the blogosphere the previous week.
Without further ado I give you, I Comment Therefore I Am:
While visiting Speaking from the Crib, I was asked to share a holiday tradition. My answer:
Meeko Fabulous asked for help and I thing I came up with a winning solution to his problem.
Twinspirational Runner asked. “Do you Have a Loved one or know of someone close to you that is Incarcerated? If so, how do you cope with it?”
I’d like to end this post by sharing a comment left on my blog by submom (Love her! Check her out!) for Chasing Rainbows:
Wanna play along? Go forth, spread the comment love, and turn it into a post (I keep a draft post open while I read blogs throughout the week). Then link up! Recycle, reuse, and reduce my friends; it’s the wave of the future.
Oh and feel free to comment on my comments.
If you play along please link back and/or post the button below. Spread the love, spread the love! You can link up even if you don’t post on Monday.
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