World's slowest to get started

Ok Muffins - at long last - here is another post. My life has settled down to the point where I think I can finally dedicate myself to the task of regular communication with my loyal fans.

You know, I once read (or heard , or dreamed or something) that if you believe in something enough it will become your reality.

You know, like if you think you are beautiful, you will glow and people will appreciate your presence (even with that third eye in the middle of your forehead).

Likewise, if you keep running the tapes (those pesky little thoughts that you cannot stop from repeating in your thoughts) that are self-deprecating, you will aspire to make them truth. Well I recently decided to challenge a tape that I have been playing for so long I think it was released the same day as Mr. Barry Manilow's version of the Copa Cabana. That tape had me starring in a major motion picture with a raft of other celebs and sharing top billing with whomever the man of the year was for Hollywood royalty. I am, of course, cast in the role of femme fatale and eventually break his heart whilst merrily driving off into the sunset in my brand new Lexus convertible (ok so I updated the car for the sake of believability).

Well - It has not yet come true! Is it time for me to retire the tape? Is it my destiny to not allow my dreams to resonate fully and become my own reality? Was it the wrong choice to go to work for Target instead of accepting the role of a jet in the Shoreview Community Theater's rendition of West Side Story at the tender age of 15?

I think not! Who says you must be a certain age for any of your dreams to be fully realized? I am - after all- only as old as I feel - right?!

Ok, so that last part is a little scary on the mornings when you wake up and feel like you are leftovers from the Pleistocene Age.

I often look at my aging beauty and think of all the things I may have accomplished in my life had I not done this or that. I often question if I have taken the right path, at the right time, with the right accessories...

I then remind myself of the most important affirmation anyone can recite to oneself standing alone, naked, confronting themselves in the mirror (besides "did you really need to eat that last piece of fudge at Gloria's Happy Holidays Hoe Down").

"You are who you are" Once we begin to accept ourselves - on our own terms - resolute with faults and forgiveness, we can begin to see the essence of what lies beneath. I may not be the best at being "on time". I do, however, take the time to stop and assist others when needed. I may not have amber pools of still water for eyes, but I do know how to pick out eyeware that accentuates the positive. I may not be the brightest bulb on the tree, but I do - from time to time - exude the warmth of the glowing embers from a fire well tended.

Most importantly...
I look each day for the inner beauty of others (Like myself) who may not wear their blessings so that others can bear witness. I have often met folks who have been overlooked by others and begin to accept that this is their "lot" in life. I say Huey to this... get up, shake it off and start to love yourself for what you bring to the mirror. We are all, each and every one of us, glamorous in some way. We are all Hollywood royalty. But most importantly, we are all capable of making the best of what each day offers.

Here's my tip for today:

follow the advice of the video store
"be kind - rewind"

Then - if the tape sucks

"BURN IT" pay the fee and save someone else the misery of sitting through something that was trash to begin with. Move on to the next project and this time look for a better script!

I'll see you on the red carpet baby!

Love, Mrs. P