Monday, March 14, 2011

Up dating



When I was young, I wanted to be something like this girl. Although I think she is absolutely gorgeous, I am not talking specifically about her face, but her demeanor - does this word apply here? I've been trying to use the word for a long time and right now I am not sure if it means exactly what I want (and I am not going to check it out).

Anyway, what I mean is this kind of girl that, in appearance, stands between a delicate flower and a "don't mess with me because I will whip your ass" type. Her clothes are neat, the whole set, from the jeans, to the hat, to the shirt, to her glasses, to the ring she is wearing.

And, don't you agree that she could whip someone's ass? She probably smells like a flower.

I was a shy young person and, no matter what I did, I always had that feeling of, on my best days, being only "bonitinha" (which means a little pretty), which, for an inteligent person, can also mean: "fixed up ugly". Got it? I always knew that, at most, I could only become a "fixed up ugly". Oh, well.

Today, I want to be like something this lady here:



To me, she is amazing. The expression on her face makes me stare at her. What does she know about life? What has she seen? And done? And experienced? Has she ever whipped someone's ass? Does she wear perfume?

I spend too much time thinking garbage, I know.

And when I do it now, I think about Sharon telling me "Shady Pines, Miriam, Shady Pines"...

***

Yes, my friends, I danced all day yesterday. So much that Hubby finally told me to quit because he was getting dizzy.

And I cleaned the whole house.

Since we ran out of firewood, the fireplace has been retired until the end of this year. So, I cleaned it too. And  I waxed the rock section (hearth)  right in front of it, between the wall and the carpet. Boy, does it look neat and shiny now!

Today we went to the Chiropractor. I am getting tired of this thing! She is precious and has been helping me a ton, but I am tired of it.

I feel like I need to let my back heal from all the "smunching" - which, I found out is a cross between "smashing" and "crunching", right?

So. My back hurts all the time. And I am not talking just about the bones, the spine. I am talking about the meat, the flesh, for thunder's sake! There is only so much a piece of filet mignon can take, don't you agree?

She takes care of Hubby too, but he does not feel as I do. He does not hurt all over like me.

I was going to take a print out of this little figure to her, but I thought she might be offended.


Love ya'll !

PS - This dumb spell check seems to be asleep. It did not even react to the portuguese word that I wrote.

9 comments:

Sharon said...

Looking at the two gals, I would guess the younger one has the attitude of " somebody could get a whoopin'", just don't think she has the strength. I would have loved that look when I was younger. Now, the older woman, I would say had IT all, strength, charisma, and an inner beauty that shows on the outside. I love the outfit, but I would look like a large sack of potatoes in it. No class at all.

Sounds like you did a lot of cleaning! I wish for that much energy! I hope you haven't worried your back in the process.

My doctor said that I had fibromyalgia, (no clue how to spell that, neither does spell checker), I call it Princess and the Pea Syndrome. I read up on the medication for that and decided I would stay a Princess.

Janice Grinyer said...

Im glad that you are able to do what you can do on a good day - because we certainly enjoy your writing!

Chronic pain stinks. :(

TexWisGirl said...

I never had the "willowy" figure of either of these women. I never had a particular sense of style (some people I've met have had their very own sense of themselves and could portray it in the way they dressed, acted, etc.) I always admired that ability. I think true beauty comes from personality, character, heart, kindness, humor. I've never seen you or met you but to me you have all of the above. Your light shines brightly to me. :)

And I'm glad you danced! (I sent your little titmouse to you today in the mail!)

Anonymous said...

It's unfortunate we seem to spend half of our lives trying to cultivate out beauty, only to realize in the second half, it's the inner beauty that holds the most power.

You are beautiful to me, Miriam. :)

Inger said...

One thing about looking good when you are young that probably some women don't realize is that you get sooo much trash attracted to you for the wrong reasons. And once you lose all that, life becomes so much better. Now at age 70, I know who my friends are. I know I get things based on merit not looks. Still, I wish I had the inner beauty and wisdom of that second woman. She is truly beautiful. I always thought older women were often so beautiful and this lady sure is.

Rural Rambler said...

I am going to be a copycat here and tell you that I share your feelings about these two women. The older women is beautiful. Oddly enough even if I am small 5'4" originally now shrunk to 5'3" I have recently been told by someone I admire that I look like I could still kick some a$$. It made me smile. I can't tell you enough how happy I am to have found your blog :) Thank heavens you won the giveaway. I married into a family of chiropractors. Lots of them. My husband, CH, thinks the print out is funny!

sandy said...

Fun post and yea that girl is some kind of cute and ballsy probably - ...there were days in my youth when I had just that kind of attitude - I would take anyone on and was willing to "verbally" beat the S*)( out of them. But I'm nice now that I'm aging...to put it nicely...

hope you back feels better.

BadPenny said...

Yes you used the right word. To me they both look beautiful... but hey, beauty is in the eye of the beholder right ?

I wish you relief from your pain xx

Joanna said...

Interesting post - both women are beautiful, but yes, it is the older lady who draws the eye, who looks like she has some interesting tales to tell, and who looks comfortable in her own skin and will dress to please herself not others (men?).

xx