Sunday, March 16, 2008

I Wanna Be Pretty Again


Yesterday, I actually did something for myself. I fixed up (actually put on makeup), picked up my book bag and went to a Writer's Meet-up in Nashville. I've been wanting to go for months, but something has always interfered. I was nervous. I think it's because my most constant companion is a five-year-old and my vocabulary has diminished greatly. I'm good at nursery rhymes and yelling "Yo Gabba Gabba", but to actually carry on a real conversation...

When I was ready to go, I ASKED my husband, "How do I look?" His response: "You look nice." NICE???? The sofa looks nice, a newly dusted-surface looks nice, a clean car is nice, but I wanted to look pretty. What happened to that word in his vocabulary? I guess I should be content with his response, but I recall the days when I warranted more. I suppose I'll have to be satisfied with 'nice'. Dang! You think he could at least 'fib' a little for my self-esteem's sake.

Despite hubby's less-than-enthused appraisal, the writer's group turned out to be a nice mix of ages and genders, and I enjoyed myself. I would have felt a little more at ease if they had an appointed 'greeter' whose job it was to notice an unfamiliar face and extend a welcome since it was pretty awkward, standing with a group of strangers and not being acknowledged. Maybe I just have issues, but I didn't expect anyone to tell me I was pretty, just say hello or introduce themselves. *lol*

It was really nice being with 'adults' after so long. Oh, I live with three others, but we don't mingle, we just co-exist. Conversations are usually in the form of a nag or complaint, so it was great to have an actual exchange that required brain usage. I was impressed with the talent I witnessed (or heard) as chapters and synopsis were read aloud, and I actually participated by sharing chapter one of First Degree Innocence. The feedback was positive and I came home with an enthused muse, ready to make some improvements, but the mood dimmed as soon as I got here. Back to "Yo Gabba Gabba" and "Max & Ruby." My little guy, Spencer, ran a high fever yesterday, and when I got home, he needed his 'nee nee' to comfort him. Given the choice, I'll pick him over writing any day. Besides, I have him convinced I'm beautiful.

7 comments:

Anita Davison said...

Well, I think you're lovely, Ginger

Virginia said...

I would be lucky to get a nice from my hubby. Your fans think your beautiful.

I have had 3 in my house this week because son was home from college. Took him back to school today. I think I am just the maid around here and thats about all.

Ginger Simpson said...

Thanks, Ladies. You're good for my ego. What would I do without you?

Hugz
Ginger

Billie Jo said...

LOL Ginger!!

I understand completely about wanting to be with adults. Like you the only words I know are Yo Gabba Gabba and Go Diego Go....LOL

I want to be pretty too again. But right now it is not looking good...LOL

Huggles to your little one! My 6 yr old has strep, so I also understand the snuggling.

Billie Jo

cas2ajs said...

As the others said, we think you're beautiful. Inside and out.

I'd settle for looking "nice" right now.

Cheryl

danetteb said...

It is nice to have an adult conversation, after being a strictly stay at home mom for a few years straight,I felt a little lost in translation when I went back to college. With my kids all in school now I have time to chat a while with friends.

A mother is beautiful inside and out.

Ashley Ladd said...

I remember the days when all my kids were little and my daily conversations consisted of Sesame Street and Tiger Cats and He Man stuff. It's good to get out with our peers occasionally. And don't worry if men say "nice". They mean beautiful.

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