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July 22, 2009

Wearing My Big Girl Panties


As I worked through things this past year, I realized that in many ways I did not want to grow up. Maybe because the people in my life who were supposedly grown up, were not mature and healthy. So the adults surrounding me were poor examples of what I should want to strive for.

Small habits of mine became objects of closer attention. Until a year ago, I would only eat with a salad fork because it was smaller and more comfortable for me. Same for coffee cups. Petite cutesy cups were my choice. And shoes. Comfy, cutesy was what caught my eye, not sophisticated or business and certainly not sexy. Pink is my favorite color to wear, all shades of pink. So it was inevitable that I wore white comfy tennies with big pink and white checked shoelaces when hubby and I got married two years ago.

These days I choose a regular dinner fork and am comfortable eating with it. In fact, I noticed yesterday as I used a salad fork because there were no more clean dinner forks, that it felt weird to use such a small fork!! I have come a long way, baby.

I know it sounds absurd to be speaking of growing up for someone of my age. I raised three (wonderful, healthy, no help from me) kids and held down stressful jobs and whizzed in and out of different relationships and moved around from place to place.

But when my panties got in a bunch, there was nothing else for me to do but straighten them out and in doing that, my life is becoming smoother. Not smooth sailing, but at least smoother. And I am continuing to work out the creases to a proper fit.

4 comments:

Gayle's Joy In Life said...

I know exactly what you mean. Maybe it's maturity, not age, but true maturity that makes Life a joy and a real adventure. At least, that's what I'm beginning to suspect. Thanks for stopping by and letting me know.

Gayle

Holly said...

Dear Babe of the Techno:
I am very glad that your first visit to Your Mother Knows spoke to your experiences and notions of how the world might work...I say might because on any given day, that view changes....

And, I hope you'll come back and share your wisdom in terms of your comments.

I don't pick easy topics, but then again, I don't pick any of the topics...I'm just the note taker in most cases.

As to getting your big girl panties on and being able to pull them outta life's butt cheecks when they get bunched?! That's power Babe, power! Power to the Panties!

Unknown Mami said...

My panties get in a bunch all the time. I guess I'll readjust too.

I'm glad things are smoother and that the big for is workin' out for you.

Unknown Mami said...

You asked if you could use a story I told on my blog today and I forgot to say, "Go right ahead".