Let me catch my breath

*Blogging frm my phone oooh wee* I used to have a shopping addiction.  I am better now.  Well...I thought I was better.  It was the better part of 3 yrs. ago that I sat myself down, and had an intervention with: "me, myself and I," all three distinct personalities.  "Me" is very frivolous, impetuous, and care free...a free spirit so to speak, while "Myself" has an attitude that can not only "rip you a new one" but can put the fear of God in you if you are doing something you shouldn't!  "I" is very practical, logical, and intelligent (she holds us together).  "We" intervened....had it out.  The shopping was going to tear us apart....so...it ended (the shopping that is).  I snapped my fingers and just like that...problem solved.  Yet, here I stand at an undisclosed department store doing everything in my power to, not only catch my breath, but also maintain my composure as I gawk at the ever appealing, AWE-striking, butterflies-in-my-stomach-making, handbag section.  I find it ironic that Jordin Sparks "One Step At A Time" is playing as I make my way through this predicament, and yet, as I listen to the (somewhat well written) words of this song I just can't help myself.  I've mentally committed to the most extraordinary, most-amazing-color-of-purple-I-have-ever-seen, crocodile skin handbag.......my heart is torn between principle and pleasure.....virtue and vice......right and right-er...will power and supplication...and although buyers remorse may follow (highly doubtful...if you could see this handbag you would understand WHY no one could EVER feel guilty for purchasing such a work of art) I have to "give in" to that part of me that just CAN'T live without it.  After all, EVERYONE (absolutely) NEEDS a purple crocodile skin handbag right?  Don't bother asking how much this is costing me.  I will never tell!  You can torture me with ants and leave me to dry in the sun but I will still be true...I will never divulge that information.  1, 2, 3...DONE!  Cha-ching....pay day for my closet!  Oh no....oh no......WAIT!!!!  There's one exactly like it only in....black!  AAHHHHHH!!!!  Panic. 

Standing in line....

So...let's see if this "blogging frm your phone" thing works. I'm standing in the concession line at Carmike Cinemas Jordan Landing and seriously this line goes on for eternity...never mind that there are 11 others just as long! *thought* how many ppl have actually read the Twilight books? I wish you guys could see how serious some girls have taken this premier...t-shirts, costumes, face painting oh my!  Surprisingly enough I estimate that 43% of the people here are male...GROWN males...*head tilt* odd.  I really hope that when Jacob Black morphes into a werewolf for the first time I don't faint from emotional overload..cross your fingers will ya?  You know what I hate?  People who cut in line.  If my baby sister Jamie was with me I would...correction...WE would lay down the law...as it is I have no back up.  Oh my gosh I just looked up from blogging (on my phone) and there is, no joke, a somewhat adolescent looking kid...of the male gender....covered in silver glitter...my guess is he is dressed up as Edward in the sunlight...he's walking around with his shirt UN-buttoned....so....big weirdo creep alert everyone....no appeal whatsoever...sorry Team Edward.  *observation* teenage girls are kind of annoying minus the kind of ...I'm surrounded...justification: I can say that b/c I was once an annoying teenage girl.  *random thought* A LOT of these ppl look familiar but I KNOW I have never seen them in my life...hmpf....pre-exsistence?  
Oh my goodness I'm so glad I have a handle on my temper b/c there is a tweenie twi-hard that is bugging the bah-jeezies out of me and if I wasn't so patient I probably would have slapped her by now (not really...but I would be seriously contemplating it...IF I wasn't so patient)...there are a lot of Native Americans here I bet there on Team Jacob...they can have my Jacob leftovers...still in line...I've moved about 5 inches this whole time I've been blogging (from my phone...isn't that the coolest?)...seriously how long does it take to get a bag of popcorn and a drink?  Ok New Moon let's get it poppin!  Go Jacob....I love you!

Star Quality?

What does it take to make an ordinary individual reach extra-ordinary heights of fame and "fortune?"  I think I have it all figured out.  No really you guys....I think I'm a genius (figuratively speaking).  I saw the Michael Jackson movie the other day....don't worry I'm right up there with the next person- sick to death of hearing the whole "Michael Jackson is dead" drama.  When the movie came out I have to admit I had little to no interest in seeing the movie.  How I ended up in the theater I know not....peer pressure most likely, much to my surprise I was instantly drawn into this movie (what.the.heck?).  While I was watching the movie it took every ounce of strength I had to stay seated in my chair....all I wanted to do was get up and DANCE...sooooo many thoughts were running through my mind....*wow, he's really dead...*why didn't I ever go to one of his concerts? *why didn't I appreciate his brilliance when he was alive? *the past/present FIVE genereations of my family (great grand-parents all the way up to my new nephew who was introduced to the lyrical stylings of MJ by none other than his most musically righteous Aunty Jenilyn) know Michael Jackson is, in one way or another, what other celebrity can claim that? *he's weird *he's freaking amazing *how is he so amazing?  You guys....how is it that Michael is SO amazing?  I mean...the musical abilities...the dancing capabilities blah blah blah.....but think about it....there are about a million and five people who are just as good musically and just as good physically (I mean they can dance just as good as he can)....BUT...what is it about him that is so..........enthralling....so mind boggling that once you set eyes/ears on a performance you are completely mezmorized by it?  I have a few theories...well...maybe just one but a "few" sounds better...lyrically. 
Let me break it down....who are like the biggest celebs right now?  Britney, Angelina, Madonna....I could go on but these girls will help me prove my point.  Take these girls for instance.....what's one of the first words that comes to your mind?  For me it's plain and simple....WEIRD.  I mean Britney is seriously off her rocker...Angelina used to wear blood around her neck and kiss her brother...and Madonna has that weird Trans-Atlantic accent from like the 30's or 40's (whenever they used it).....did you notice that I didn't need to include any of their last names?  You totally knew who I was talking about right?  How sweet would that be to have millions of people know you by your first name only?  To be able to stand out THAT much that no last name is needed....whoa.  So, am I saying that you have to be totally weird in order to be super-famouso?  Technically, yes.  Realistically, no.  What I'm trying to say is that, in "This is it" there were 2 parts where I thought to myself..."Ok, who would think to put this in a concert...this is seriously odd."  BUT if anyone can do it....it would be Michael Jackson...he is the exact right amount of weird that it works....which makes him completely untouchable in his fame status.  Who wakes up in the morning and thinks to himself...."I'm only gonna wear ONE bedazzled baseball batting glove today not two.....Oooh you know what would be really awesome?  If, mid-dance, I kicked one leg up and did a little scream then grab my pelvis...that'll catch on and it will be ONE of my signature dance moves that everyone will end up imitating in years and generations to come.  Hmmmm....I need to get married....hmmm....what great musical Legends have daughters?  Chyna Phillips is taken....McKenzie Phillips won't return my calls.....Rod Stewart has that blond daughter but she's not cute....Brooke Hogan is too young *mental note: remember to call her in 10 yrs*....what about Lisa-Marie Presley?!"  Guys, you have to admit...he's made some really outlandish, & unconventional decisions...but they've totally worked.  Who is more famous than Michael?  Even now that he's dead...who can top him?  I can't think of one person...if you can PLEASE enlighten me.  So...here's my recipe for instant, interminal fame:
1 normal semi-good looking person
At least 1 (2 or 3 to guarantee a solid career) good songs
1 outrageous music video
2 or 3 scandals (add to taste)
Endless acts of sparatic absurdity
Occasional idiosyncratic decisions made while in the spotlight of the media *note: bizarre and erractic behavior must ALWAYS be caught on film (digital or motion)
Let simmer for several years. 
Leave the public eye for a while (determine based on how hot it gets)
Do a "comeback" tour
Make an appearance on Oprah to tell "your side" of the story (Diane Sawyer works too)
Write a tell-all book....embelish!
Lather, Rinse, Repeat...as desired.
A little badda....a little bing....you're a star.....a SUPER-STAR! 
Not hard to do folks.....so there it is....on a silver platter for all you aspiring "Super-stars."

Showtime!

YOU GUYS!  I cannot believe it's SHOWTIME!!!  Next week "Cinderella" opens!!!  Am I nervous?  Pshhhhh pleeeeeease!  No way....ok maybe a little....teensy....tiny bit.  OR maybe a lot.  Regardless, it's here, it's time, and I'm not gonna back down or out now....who wants to come??? 
The show is running Nov. 12th-14th (Thurs-Sat)
There are at least 2 or more shows on Friday & Sat.  For showtimes go to http://www.drapertheatre.org/
*heads up* tickets are already starting to sell.....they are anticipating to sell out every show (fingers crossed).  I hope to see some of you there!  It will be a good show no doubt! 
P.S. On Friday & Saturday if you dress up like a Prince or Princess you get 1/2 off the tickets!  Corny?  No way!  I would totally do it for 1/2 off! Ha ha ha

Flying Solo

Do you ever get in moods where you enjoy just being by yourself? Where you can spend hours if not days by yourself (with the exception of family)? Where you can sit in your room and veg, watch movies, work on your computer, listen to music/podcasts, tweet from  your phone, facebook from your phone, eat junk, eat healthy, shop or not shop, clean, THINK about cleaning but not acutally do it?  Am I a weirdo?  Diane Von Furstenburg once said "The most important relationship you have, is the relationship you have with yourself, because no matter what happens you will always be with yourself."  I thought about that quote for a really long time...maybe I overanalyzed a lil' bit, but the fact of the matter is....I like myself.  I like my life.  I'm so grateful for so many things (to name them all would not only bore you to tears, but it would probably make you really jealous of me...I'm totally kidding) that I find it difficult to be at war with the way things are at this very given point in my life.  Granted, I don't have the perfect life...but who does besides Paris, J-Lo & Angelina right now? 
For the majority of my life I have ALWAYS seen my mom reading, and growing up I never understood why she would READ in her spare time...especially when there were SO many other things to do..like watch tv...play outside....text...camp on the computer etc (I'm such an Orange/Yellow personality depending on which quiz you're talking about)....I remember conversating with her about her addiction to reading. She told me that she didn't always enjoy reading....it wasn't until she got so busy that she didn't have time for herself....reading became her "me" time.  *confused look*
These past few months (almost a year and half) I've come to understand what she meant.  We all need a little "me" time....not in a selfish way, but a way to harness our "chi", get in touch with our minds,making sure that our hearts and minds our communicating, taking time to detox and acknowledging what we, not only, have going for ourselves but the things we have been abundantly blessed with.  My point?  I'm happy.  I have my "off" days.  Surprise!  I'm human!  I feel like I'm finally starting to come into my own.....& that's a good feeling.