Move over drunk dialer, there’s a new breed in town…
I always knew not to “drink and write.” I never knew that “drinking and editing” after two glasses of wine would lead to “that uneasy feeling” I had the morning after.
After writing a post (which I painstakingly put together specifically not to upset anyone), I did the unthinkable… The DR-ED-IT. I became a “DR-EDITOR.”
Not only did I review the post for mistakes after the consumption of two glasses of wine, I added a paragraph filled with the exact information “I deliberately omitted.” Just before my post was about to be automatically published to my social networks and pushed by RSS to my readers, I awoke.
That Uneasy Feeling. Thank God For Alarm Clocks, had mine not gone off at just the right time, I would have unleashed the fury in my post to the masses.
My first thought… ”why do I feel like I did something I shouldn’t have last night?”
My second thought… ”probably because I did.”
My third… FORGET THE THOUGHT… At that very moment, I knew I had seconds to fix what I had done!
Immediately, I logged on my website using my cell phone. Without putting my glasses on, I began furiously pressing the delete key until all evidence of my aggravation was gone! I quickly updated my post and took a deep breath…
Note to self: Do Not Drink And Write… But If You Must, Make Sure You Do Not Drink And Edit.
Dressed to impress and ready to go, a few friends and I were off to enjoy a lovely night at a local country club for a fundraiser…
“Negative ghost rider”…
Never underestimate the power of the word “Fundraiser.” The “word itself” is robust to say the least… and may forever have changed the way I will view my late 30′s.
Fundraiser. Typically thought of as a civil event… until Saturday night happened.
Little did I know, but not only was it NOT a sit-down function, my “Kriss-Kross Cross Apple-Saucing” on the dance floor would force me to spend extra time and money at my doctor’s office, become the brunt of my husband’s “not so funny” jokes, and quite possibly lose some readership.
Just think… a crap load of
bad Awesome 80′s Music… and a bunch of women acting like that “dazzling Julie chick” from “Valley Girl” on the dance floor, while doing the “African Anteater Ritual”…
Let’s just say that “NOBODY PUT BABY IN THE CORNER” on Saturday night, although they probably should have. My body hurts, my legs are numb, I didn’t mean to stop writing for a full 4 days, but I did. Did I mention that I have no regrets?
Well, I don’t.
Although the night didn’t end with us dancing like robots to “Stairway to Heaven” it didn’t need to. In fact, I am not sure the night has ended in my mind since I am still piecing it together while my head has 80′s tunes on replay.
… I leave you with what should have been the quote of the night… drum roll please…
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A Simple Concept That Just Doesn’t Resonate With A Social Climber…
Are you a social climber?
I completely understand the concept of getting ahead in life and doing what you need to meet your goals. Yes, that may mean hobnobbing with some of the finest in your field, or making just the right connections. In some professions, it’s a part of their livelihood… That isn’t the type of social-climbing I am taking about… I’m referring to something far less honorable.
Watch out for The Social Climber ( AKA Selective Friend Poacher )
The Social Climber. I have had the pleasure to spend time with a few recently, and it’s been a treat to watch this breed of humans maneuver their way through daily life. Just like a lioness hunting her prey, the social climber is watching and learning about every move their victim makes, waiting to strike at just the right time.
Although the social climber has stalker tendencies, they are far less apt to be viewed as one. Typically, they ask friends of their victims questions that aren’t too intrusive while gaining pertinent information to help when it’s time to go in for the kill.
Whether at an upscale salon for a quick mani-pedi, or having to finagle an invite to a luncheon hosted by a common friend, “the social climber” has all bases covered to ensure a meeting occurs, an introduction is made, and a fake friendship is born… all this before they even know each other’s favorite drink of choice.
What saddens me most is that the stereotypical social climber may lose out on what friendship and life should be about… not only making the “right” connections, but making “just the right connections for them.” Whether the climb intrigues me or not, I’d rather make sure that it’s worth it before reaching the top only to fall back down.
What are your thoughts about social climbers?
Expectations. I never thought I would be the type of parent who would set expectations to high for my children… until the day came, when healthy competition was no longer healthy.
My daughters, ages 6 and 7, are competitive gymnasts. They don’t compete for the sake of being number one; they compete for the love of the sport. As a competitive gymnast myself (obviously when I was younger), I remember having the same love of the sport. Watching them in practice and competition brings back so many memories, both good and bad. Although I was a good gymnast, what I see in my girls is far better than I remember being. Not just because of their skill set, but because of their tenacity and confidence.
The gym floor may have been the only place I showed an ounce of confidence in my youth but I see so much more of it in them. Watching them is one of the most beautiful things I have ever seen. It’s not just the way they carry themselves though, it’s their passion that shines through.
This weekend, I had a breakdown. The girls had a meet. After 6 days of practicing routines and pushing themselves to their limit, an early wake up call had us driving an hour for them to compete. Both had their hearts set on doing well. They had definitely worked for it. I, however, felt like I was going to throw up from stress. I was a complete disaster. I couldn’t stand the thought of them not doing well when I knew how hard they had worked… but those were my thoughts… not theirs.
During the meet, my daughter’s I had some great ups and some pretty tough downs… Overall, the girls did well. Although each meet should be a learning experience for them, I think I was the one who learned the most.
You see, regardless of the bits and pieces that didn’t work out perfectly, their focus was on what they did well, and they were ecstatic about it. I was the only one consumed with the negatives. As a parent, I want the best for my girls, but they realize (and taught me), that what I think is best for them may not be what they really need. They were proud of their own accomplishments. My girls knew in their hearts they not only did well, but they worked for it. I’m not sure why I expected perfection from them… they are already perfect in their own right.
Talia and Julia don’t take gymnastics for granted; they enjoy the thrill of it. My wish, as their mother, is that they never think I am worried about the numbers, rather the thrill of watching them do what they love!
My girls may only be 6 and 7, but they are STRONG, FEARLESS and NEVER BACK DOWN…