How Do You See Yourself?

In this world, it is a well accepted fact, in my opinion, that people are way too focused on “looks”  From the time one is little, it is evident that the cuter kid, the prettiest little angel, the wide-eyed innocent child, the curly-headed little darlin’……they do command more attention. Or I should say, we tend to pay more attention to those little ones. A winning smile; a dimpled cheek, a twinkling eye, and we are caught by our heartstrings.  At some point most of us have figured out that perhaps, just maybe, we aren’t the most glamorous person on the block.  We admit defeat before contemplating entering a beauty contest but hopefully for the most part, we are satisfied with how we are put together. I know we all would like to change something about ourselves in the physical sense (I won’t even begin to address our inner selves at this time) but stop and think about it. How do you see yourself? I am willing to bet that most of us look into a mirror and actually see all our faults first.  We are familiar with who we are and so not shocked by who looks back at us, but think about it. Who would YOU like to look like? REALLY! I mean, say you could choose…… For me I have thought about this long and hard. Ok, so not very long and actually not very hard but I think I am reasonable in whose looks I would snatch. I mean, poor sight, she would never want ME but I would take her looks tomorrow. (Tonight I shall have to email photos of the new me to all my family abroad and to get the grandchildren on board with loving this new me….hey I would NEVER change my family; just my looks!) If I could choose anyone on this earth, I would be most careful not to choose a drop-dead gorgeous babe. First of all, I could NOT stand the attention! Secondly I would have to fight off a multitude of male advances and believe me, it’s been MANY years since I’ve had to fight off anyone’s advances except for a rather dashing husband. (ahem) No, I would not want that.  I have a person in mind and she is not terribly unlike me now. OK OK so I exaggerate slightly…. but she is what I think with all the right surgeries I could maybe look like???? with lots of money and the best plastic surgeons anyway. You see she has blue eyes like mine so I wouldn’t have to wear contact lenses. No way could I do that. And her skin colouring is similar to mine or what mine would be like if I had “taken care of myself”  Since I have never met her in person, I believe she may be taller than I am but that’s ok too because I don’t do high heels anymore so the new me (she) would have to wear flats. Am I making sense? Well it makes total sense to me and that’s all that really matters here. I would also not want to be immediately recognized as a celebrity and I read once that she said (of course she IS a celebrity)…anyway she said that without her makeup no one recognizes her. That suits me well.  That way I could carry on in a certain manner when I am shining and beautiful and then when I have embarrassed myself to no end the night before, the next day no one would know me. Whew Oh, I also want to be around the age I am now so no young thing for me…..

So by now you must be itching to know the new me.  I would LOVE to look just like Diane Sawyer. I love her smile; I love her hair; I love how it may feel to be just like her.

The new re-invented me? I wish....

What about you?

Entertaining my Grandson

Mmmm, tastes good.

I have 4 grandsons and 3 granddaughters and now happily have 2 step grandsons and a step granddaughter. A lot of the fun of being a grandmother is having them visit. As a rule, we aren’t huge into co-parenting. So many of our friends have thrown themselves relentlessly into co-parenting. That is, they give up their freedom and help to raise their grandchildren. We prefer to enjoy our darlings so we have occasional visits. Last evening we had the pleasure of a visit from our youngest grandchild. Isai will be three years old in a couple of weeks and is very smart for his age. He already knows just what show he likes to see on television he knows which books are to be read to him; he knows what dinner he will enjoy; makes lots of intelligent decisions and continues to amaze us. For example the other day, he did not want to watch Smurfs on TV. He was not interested in one of my favorites, the Flintstones and so for the first time in my 62 years I found myself watching intently Nascar racing. He had his favorite driver picked out and was partial to the Green Race car. He made me choose between a lovely blue one and another bright red one. I wasn’t allowed to root for both. I had to name a  favorite. And so, when in doubt, I always choose blue. Now I entitled this post Entertaining my Grandson but I suspect you will have gathered that it is he who entertains and amuses his Poppa and I. Last night we put him into our large bed to watch a DVD for a bit and then go to sleep. He curled up with his blue puppy, his spongebob blanket and holding onto the case for the dvd Cars (surprise surprise) We did pray together first and he finished his prayer by thanking God for fast cars. Before I left the room, he invited me to “Lay beside me for a while Grandma and cuddle me.” He did not have to ask twice. Isai, like each of our grandchildren, is the light of our lives. They teach us to be loving beyond what one can even express. They teach us to laugh harder. They teach us to become semi-professional photographers. They take our hearts and make them swell with pride. They hold our hands with their small fingers and the joy threatens to overcome us. They appreciate every line on our faces. They show us how to find enthusiasm in every little moment of our days. They play out command performances in their recitation of their day at school. They bring us to our knees in thanksgiving. They make us rise above any ache or pain that could threaten our playing ball with them. They are God’s richest Blessings and we are overwhelmed.