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The Image that is San Francisco to LA

Traveling used to be glamorous. I used to be glamorous. My Dad wore a shirt and tie and the whole family would hold proudly onto our Airline printed bags. We did The Strut through Bob Hope Airport with our sunglasses and holiday dreams in tow. We were part of the club - the traveling crowd. Cue "Stayin' Alive", with me as an 11 year old wanna be gonna be actress, with Charlies Angels hair and orange lipstick.  Now flurry forward to 2011. Cue "La Freak". On the flight to San Francisco, I was unlucky to have to squeeze myself and thunder thighs into the middle seat and enjoy the journey in a Lotus position.  On today's flight to LA I was on an aisle seat, and as the plane was beginning to fill, I would see people look at me, look at the empty seat next to me and then move on. I began to smile at them. I began to suck in my thighs and smile at them. I didn't want anyone to sit next to me, and yet I was offended that nobody wanted to! 
My outer image is fading and…

Blog Envy - Blog Pressure

There is pressure writing a blog. There are so many blogs out there, or should I say, here.
I find myself blog browsing and quickly my inner critic, that I call Agnes, pipes up about how much better every other blog is.
See they are doing interesting stuff. See, they are intelligent, have something to say, they are funny, have a purpose, can download photos, have a great name.

I must admit when I first started this blog, I truly was naive to believe that I would gain readers. It was with great excitement that I opened my email the next morning after beginning, anticipating 100 followers.
Now, two years in, the expectation has become flat lemonade, though one bubble always remain, that of hope.

Its fun to write. There is the truth. Its just about sharing and doing. Eating an Almond Joy brings me pleasure, as does writing this. So for those that get that green jolt of envy, or that flicker of, why bother? Do bother, its good for you, like a good book. Or applying another layer of mascar…