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Pretend with Pinterest

In an attempt to keep moving forward, I follow and read lots of different blogs. One I read is written by a reputable business coach who suggested beginning a Pinterest page to conceive of your ideal day. It’s called vision boarding. If you visualize it, it is more likely to happen. As much as I wanted to say “Heck Yeah”, simultaneously I was all like Bill Cosby with my, “Riiiiggghhht”. Ideal days are a fantasy when your reality is a poopy diaper and the bad attitude that proceeds it.

Although my sarcasm got the better of me, I figured we could all have a little fun today. So here’s my ideal day portrayed in Pinterest pictures. It’s pretend with Pinterest.

Let’s say it’s 20 years from now in the year 2034. (Yeah well 2000 seemed unreal when we were 15 but it eventually came if you were lucky enough to live to see it.)

It’s a beautiful fall morning in 2034 and I’m getting my hair professionally dyed and styled at some ridiculously hip expensive salon.

Pretend with Pinterest from Shalavee.com

Professional dye Job and styling

And they’re also apparently doing some botox and secret anti-aging voodoo there too. And they’re serving nice wine.But it’s too early for that. No really. So it’s a nice cappuccino instead OK?

I’m also getting my nails done. Something funky and cutting edge for the future. This will be retro then.

nails on pretend with Pinterst on Shalavee.com

When my nails are dry,  it’s time to go see my personal trainer. It could be either a hot guy…

Marc Fitt on my fantasy pinterest day in Shalavee.com

or a very inspirational gal.

personal trainer woman form my fantasy Pinterst day on Shalavee.com

 

(While trolling Pinterest for these pictures, I read a caption which said, “Celebrity Secrets to lose baby weight fast. Ha! -meal service -nanny -house cleaner -personal trainer -photoshop for starters-” Keeping it real. But back to fantasy reality).

I grab a shower and my devoted hubby picks me up in whatever car is his fantasy and takes me on a gourmet picnic. Because maybe it’s our anniversary and we’re making up for the lost celebration time from 20 years earlier.

gourmet rare roast beef sandwiches

Rare roast beef sandwiches, YUM. And whatever the heck this raspberry wonderment is.

yummy desert from my ideal Pinterest Day on Shalavee.com

Back at home, with a little buzz from what’s in the mason jar with the out-of-season raspberries, cute plumber boy shows a little butt crack while installing our new multi-headed shower in our master suite bathroom renovation.

buttcrack plumber on my fantasy Pinterest day on Shalavee.com

Because I need more reasons to ogle handsome young men’s bodies in this post. And the husband’s getting lucky tonight.

Late in the afternoon, I drive to DC to meet with my Book Agent and planning team about the upcoming book tour I’ll be embarking on.

book agent type on my ideal Pinterest day on Shalavee.com

Happy to help literary team  on my ideal Pinterest day on Shalavee.com

As I’m about to go into the meeting, my oldest calls to tell us he’s officially made his first million on his video game creations.

He’s got stock and stuff.

video games millionaire on my ideal pinterest day on Shalavee.com

And he’s also giving a piano concert at Radio City Music Hall next month.

concert piano on my ideal pinterst day on shalavee.com

Then it’s dinner at a new hip fine dining restaurant in DC and attendance to the opening for my artwork at

the National Museum of Women’s Arts museum.  

National Museum of Women's Arts on my ideal Pinterest day on shalavee.com

While waiting for our table at the bar, the other kid call to tell me she’s gotten her Master’s Degree paid for

by the Foundation she’s been doing

groundbreaking research for in genetics and cancer.

National Museum of Women's Arts on my ideal Pinterest day on shalavee.com

As if my perfect day couldn’t get any better, then Oprah texts me that we’re on for dinner at either her house in Hawaii

or the one in the South somewhere, to chat about the top secret project we’re working on. Hush. hush.

 Oprah-Winfreys-House- on my Pinterest perfect day on Shalavee.com
oprah's hawaii home on my pinterest perfect day on shalavee.com
oprah and her vision board friend
(For real, this gal on the right actually vision board manifested this meeting with Oprah. Her board post can be found on ItWasOnMyVisionBoard.com  from 3 weeks ago. Weird but true.)
 Oprah also informs me that her buddy Peter Walsh is going to be coming with his fabulous organizing team
to take care of my house chaos next week.
And I’m all in Virgo heaven imagining how much De-cluttering this genius gentleman and his people will help me with.
Peter Walsh and team on my ideal pinterst day on shalavee.com
As if it couldn’t get any better, Tina Fey emails me to ask if I have any edits on that script she sent and when am I flying out to go junk shopping and flea marketing.
(Don’t know if Tina Fey likes to junk shop but I can’t imagine she doesn’t.)
tina fey on my ideal pinterst day on shalavee.com

See, our kids went to the same colleges and we happened to meet on a parent weekend. And now we’re like that.

And she’s the kind of gal who gives you grounding crazy spirited advice. So yeah, we’re tight.

Tina fey on my ideal Pinterest day on shalavee.com

And I check into a swanky 4 star hotel in DC (can you say hotel sex is as good as make-up sex?) thinking how lucky I am to be living my dream. Thank goodness for vision boards or I would have never manifested this incredible life I’m living. After our romp, my husband passes out and I swill my champagne, pinch myself, zap on the cable for a couple minutes, and pass out with complimentary pistachio chunks in my teeth. Perfect end to a perfect day.

 

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Top 9 Reasons I Hate Top Ten Lists

Yeah, I can be a hater sometimes. Remember this post where I listed the things that got on my nerves? Well today, I’m sharing my

Top 9 Reasons I Hate Top Ten Lists

  1. People seem so focused on quantity instead of quality. More for cheap is how we like it. I feel shame.
  2. I feel further shame of our society’s monkey minded need to package quick answers in lists. Wham bam…
  3. Writers are dumbing down content and catering to the stupid so the rest can get it.
  4. And they’re selling out by making more and more of these bloody lists and feeding the public’s need to read them.
  5. The only exception that proves the rule was Dave Letterman’s top ten lists written by professional funny people. They made it look easy and good.
  6. Oh and because I just want to hate them.
  7. I hate myself for reading and/or liking them ever.
  8. If there’s only 9 items and you have to add one to make it a top 10 then it’s not truly a top ten list. Cheating is encouraged.
  9. And the number one reason I hate top ten lists is because I can’t seem to write one well.

Lick-Butt Cat Toys

What is that in her hand? She just put it in her mouth”, my husbands says.

“Oh, it looks like a cat toy”, I say.

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You mean the thing that the cat has drooled on with his lick-butt cat mouth?”, he says.

Yup.”

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I’m just not as fussy as he is. Sacrifices are made for baby distraction.

She really likes the little jingle bell on the end of the tail.

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You know the one that potentially could pop off and she could choke on?

Does it count that I did pulled on it really hard to make sure it didn’t come off easily?

I always say, “What doesn’t kill ‘em makes ‘em stronger”.

And Then It’s Done

As a child, I can remember feeling such an incredible feeling of grief and let down when the last present was opened.

All that savored anticipation had come to an end. Fin. Final. No finale.

In my adulthood, I feel differently. I am glad to be off. Off work. Off the stage. On switched to off. There’s that feeling of relief that I did it again. There’s something comical about the fanfare now.

I spotted a few amusing sites on our way back from getting Eamon his new glasses today in Easton.

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Baby Jesus and his crew have left the house.

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I’d say Donner and Blitzen had a misunderstanding.

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This is the happiest holiday house on the Denton/Easton Road.

My lovely readers, I can not tell you how happy I am to have you as my audience and my muses. Your care and interest makes this all possible.

Keep celebrating the off-ness of it all. See you on Monday with Post-Christmas posts of Christmas decoration pictures.

Google Calender

Much to my surprise, maybe 6 months ago, I surrendered to the concept of a computer/device calendar. Yes, Google calendar. It has a 31 as it’s icon. And Mark and I attempted to “share” our calendars so we could stop asking each other about commit-table dates.

A couple of months ago, before October of ’13  and a post-a-day, I had received yet another reminder/notification from my Ever Diligent Google calendar which informed me, I had absolutely no events scheduled for today. Just like my yesterday and my day before that.

Google was ever so subtly telling me I had no life. Didn’t I already know this oh Great Google in the Sky.

But today, I received the same “I have no scheduled events” email and I felt relieved. Because on top of being awoken at 4:45am this morning to care for my 9 month-old, the battery dying in our car at the grocery store yesterday, and planning to plan to decorate several Christmas trees, wreaths, house mantels, etc,… I will happily take a day of nothingness.  It’s all in the way that you look at it. Thank you  Oh Great and Powerful Google One for showing me the truth.

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