Oh come on, every now and again it's good to take a little trip and get away from reality. Who's with me? Departure in 15 minutes. The catch? Ah, yes. The catch. We have to be back in 30 minutes so I have enough time to blow dry my hair and get to work. I'm sure there's a multitude of extravaganzas on your table too, so let's just take a breather and sail away, come sail away with me for all of 15 minutes before we are jerked back to our busy, hectic and rather mundane lives.
The Oscars have me thinking....can you imagine what it would be like to get a prom or homecoming EVERY year for the rest of your life? All you have to do is eat nothing, tone like crazy and pay thousands for designer gowns. And the pop. would flock to you as wild geese flock to dried corn, thrilled and embattling one another to capture the "best" picture of you. You would practice your possible Oscar worthy speech or performance and walking in 5 inch stilettos for fear of falling flat on your face during the red carpet parade. Schedule appointments with the make up artist, hairdresser, jewelry specialists and designers amid the gown fittings, teeth whitening (perhaps a few more veneers this time), oh dear is that another wrinkle, call the botox doctor straight away. All the while trying to film your upcoming horrid movie about a gay or lesbian couple (I mean those ARE the worthy Oscar winners lately, right?), keep the nanny in check (good heavens, she is letting your kids run wild around the house, does she not realize your designer couch is a cool 50 grand?), and try to keep up with the Pitt-Jolies across the street who just seem to have it SOOO together, except for the whole babies out of wedlock and constant talk of splitting up. ...all alone, in my own, little room What a relief...I AM back in my own little room, enjoying life immensely, never followed or hounded by 30 or so crazed pop. with cameras, not having EVERY detail of my life scrutinized by the world......ahhhhh.....I LOVE LOVE IT! Thank heavens I don't have to deal with the glamorous, glamorous, going first class..., what a relief I am not a single lady harping all my single ladies, all my single ladies...if you liked it then you should've put a ring on it on an old flame, I kept my flame, thank you very much, for the eternities (YAY!) and stars alive I am so lucky to have the wonderful friends and family I do and IIIIIIIIIII, will always love youooooooooo.
Thank you to my friends who keep me grounded, thank you to my family, who without, I would not be who I am today. Thank you to all those I have come in contact with that have made my life a better one. Thank you for making me want to try to be a better person. The production of this little thing I call my life is a wonderful and amazing one thanks to those around me. Thank you, thank you, thank....awwww dang it, Juan needs to get in the shower now (as I put the shampoo bottle slowly down)...maybe I will have enough time to finish my Oscar worthy speech next shower. :)
3 comments:
I do know that you would write a STELLAR acceptance speech if you ever won an Oscar!
I'm laughing out loud right now.
I mean... LOL.
This makes me want to practice my "Oscar" smile (the one where I tilt my head just so -to prevent the double chin from rearing it's ugly head. Er, chin.)
This is awesome.
That is to say: I like it. I'll put a ring on it. Oh, oh. Oh, oh. Oh oh oh.
I really like the effect of Whitney Houston's lyrics in writing -IIIIIII. Classic. Wish I had thought of it before. It means so much more to me now... (and that's saying something).
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