The picture in this article seriously made me want to vomit ... K-Fed wants Britney Back!.
Ok, well maybe you didn't need to know that but urgh ...
I also know that I am not the only SAHM that shudders when faced with the idea of making actual adult conversation; conversation that has nothing to do with children.
This weekend I am faced with such a situation and I am nervous, beyond nervous actually. I have to talk about ‘businessy’ stuff .. small talk, you know topics that don't inclue poop-art,the Reese and Ryan split or how to appropriately grind nuts … yea, I am just not sure how this is going to go.
Usually I am ok When I attend adult functions, but I sorta have a stake in this one going well. It could mean potential, and much needed, income for Frannie … so I have to schmooze and talk myself up - I am soo not good at either of those things ... anymore.
Oh, back in the day I was an excellent schmoozin', small talkin', deal makin' pro-fess-ion-al! YOu bet. And I was ruthless. I could intimidate grown men with my knowledge and tenacity.
But it is different now. I became more sensitive after having children, less able to intimidate or exaggerate the benefits of something that is without merit. It is harder to put my ‘game face’ on, far more difficult to just ‘fake it’.
I was smaller, cuter then too. I am sure that didn't hurt. I feel ok now ... not too bad, but certainly not at the top of my game.
But I will try. I will put on an actual dress, with hose and high heels. I just might wear earrings and a little blush. I will make sure that I don't have any schmutz on my clothes before I walk through the door and I will do my best to impress.
Wish me luck! Please.
You must do the thing you think you cannot do. -Eleanor Roosevelt
Your word is a lamp to my feet and a light for my path. Psalm 119:105