sleeves

I’ve attempted to write twice now but either had to stop abruptly because my viao is acting up or some other lame reason but anyhow i’m giving it another go.  I love love love the holiday of Christmas it is by far my fave holiday ever!! I’m  a kid at heart so the bright twinkling lights and sugared ornaments and bright colors really mesmerize me!! I like to sleep in the same room with my tree I feel as if i’m waiting for Santa or some wonderful surprise to arrive soon. I must admit I was watching the movie Elf with Will Ferrell is one of my favorite actors/commedians and I found myself feeling dissappointed that I now know that Santa isn’t real, it’s not that I don’t like being an adult or even reality, I just don’t want the majic(I like the j instead of the g) to end. The majic of expectancy which to me translates into one word..hope.  I feel we have more longing(s) during the holiday, we feel it’s ok to believe in something again and if we do we dont’ have to feel ashamed because we have been given permission somehow so we breathe a little and dance a little more sing a little longer and love a little harder because we have something that is good out there waiting on us and others so we feel we can make it one more day, week or at least 11 more months. Jesus for me takes the place of Santa and by no means do I playdown the sacrifice of our savior he is and was by far way more awesome than Santas myth or any being living or dead or even imagined. but the little child in me that used to stay up late and wait to hear reindeer can now realize that oneday I may look up and find my heavenly father coming on the clouds and if not in my lifetime and that were’nt enough to look forward to, everyday I have the promise of having a friend nearby who is on call 24/7, knows every hair on my head and who offers the same hope to everyone else and that to me is that sparkle and shine and beauty that cause me to marvel the other 364 days a year because I know hes’ not boring and life won’t stay that way all the time either and something interesting is around the corner.

I was thinking this morning about the strangest thing, arm pit hair,and why in this country it is such a big deal when, particularly, a female, has or shows hers in public or even in private. so I just feel like ranting about why it’s so taboo, and why women who choose to display it openly are judged so harshly. I myself don’t think there is anything wrong with it but I know others have their own opinion and their welcome to it but I think in a free country a female shouldn’t be made to feel ashamed of her body for any reason, I recall a personal incidence when a woman came to call on a neighbor of ours who unknown to us at the time had committed suicide (we found out later), she stayed a  bit and chatted and  before she left asked for directions, in the process of giving the directions I lifted my underarm and I recall the look on her still today as I type this, a look of shock and horror as if she had seen a car wreck or something, at first I was confused and I was thinking to myself what is her deal why in the middle of a conversation she would gasp and behave that way but later after she left it finally dawned on me what the likely culprit was and then I was shocked that she would be shocked. I do believe in shaving and all that jazz, for sanitary issues and aesthetic as well, but I also think that in this country we really need to think outside the box on a few more issues, and this is one of them, I shave about 90% of the year, and I tend to take a break in the winter, mainly  because I choose too, I used to feel ashamed of this but iv’e made up my mind over the last few years that it is my mind to make up and my body and beside sometimes I think it’s a little sexy.

This morning as I lay in bed before I got my son up and got him ready for school I was listening to my Ipod and enjoying the early morning peace,and I drifted off to that commercial awhile back where various people were talking about what was playing in their Ipods,i’ve also seen in some celebrity interviews where the celeb is asked what their listening to on their Ipod,and it got me to thinking about what if in the future people were asked to leave their Ipods for evaluation for a job instead of your traditional resume,strange thought I know,but I think you would get to know a lot more about someone than you would with a resume,because I would think most of us know what to say on a resume and how to make ourselves look really good on paper,(that’s why they like to invite you in for a face to face interview because maybe they’ve figured this one out too by now),because I don’t think your Ipod lies about who you really are,and I think it tells alot about oneself. I know for me as I pondor the thought of being evaluated based on my musical choices I don’t know whether to laugh or be a little concerned,my musical choices in my opinion signal someone who is either musically multi-faceted or mad ,my tastes range from India Arie and Celine Dion to Kanye West and Korn and I just found out about this group from Finland today called Nightwish and i’m crazy about there sound and can’t wait to put some of there music on my Ipod too,but, I may just be overthinking ,I tend to be overimaginative sometimes,I don’t think most employers would want to suffer through the annoyance of first of all taking the time to listen to potential employees Ipods let alone determine whether or not to hire us  because of or despite them,wayyyy too much work I would think, so…we’ll just stick to the tried and true method(s) that seem to have worked out so far and I will keep imagining a more entertaining world,at least to me anyway.

I can’t believe that I am actually nervous about writing,huh, I wonder if this is natural the first time you blog.Well anyway away I go, I’ve always wanted to get back into journaling like I used to when I was a little girl but I would find myself making a new attempt and then I would just fall asleep or just plain forget, so i’m kinda glad to be back with my old friends,pen and paper,or I guess in theese days its fingers and keyboard. But in any case it occurs to me english was always my favorite subject in school and how much I really like words,one time  I was actually caught by one of my sons friends reading the dictionary,something I love to do and it’s not really to be pretentious or anything like that I just like words,and a nice sheet of writing paper,and a  lovely fountain pen and of course someone who can forgive and still love me after I mail them a letter instead of emailing them,hopefully it’s not a totally lost art,sigh…I call this blog sleeves because I tend at times to wear my heart there as they say and i’m also quite the introvert/nerd,and just want a place where I can work through my “stuff”,and thereby learn and grow as I do,and who knows I may even meet other people with their own ’stuff ‘who feel the same.