Living
I feel a random post coming on. Maybe it's the rain. Or maybe it's because my diet Coke addiction is taking over my concentration skills. The aspartame is melting my organs as I type, but OOOHH it's such a nice calorie-free pick up. I think I'll cut back as soon as my hair starts falling out (again). Or at least I'll start looking into some good wigs.
SO. I was on Living again today. And no matter how many times I go on the show, there's always this moment right before the camera pans over, that I'm 100% sure I'm going to break into Terrets. At first my inner dialogue is very zen: "Nerves are good. They mean that you're pushing yourself. Absorb it, and watch yourself get through. It's not about perfection, it's just about doing."
Then Shelly goes, "So, Maile tell us all about senior portraits."
And I have to force myself not to scream, "OH MY GOD, I DON'T KNOW WHY I'M HERE! I THINK I TOOK A PICTURE ONCE, BUT NOW ALL I CAN THINK ABOUT IS MY BUTT. HOW BIG IS MY BUTT RIGHT NOW?!"
And then my mouth opens, and is miraculously not talking about my butt. And I'm so euphoric about it, that by the end I want to kiss, and hug, and dog-pile everyone on set. And ask for their addresses so I can mail them cards at Christmas.
And then the adrenaline high starts to wear off. But it's okay because I have my diet Coke to keep me going. And my wigs.
So if you're inclined, here's the segment. There isn't a direct link, so just click on "The New Look Of Senior Portraits". And also, call now if you want to get in on the special! April 4th is going to fill up fast!
Okay, changing the subject. I was overwhelmed by all the nice comments you left here, and over at Shutter Sisters yesterday. Truth be told, I was so nervous to post them. The whole project is WAY out of my comfort zone. But that's also why I knew I had to do it. And you guys were so incredibly kind. So THANK YOU. Truly. THANKS. You all are awesome. OH! And I will post the winner tomorrow. Or maybe if I get enough done this afternoon, tonight. LATE though.
So in the spirit of randomness, I thought I'd snap a shot of mahsehlf right this minute at my desk, while I still have my fake lashes on. Aren't they purrrty? I was hoping my lashes would be so big that they'd make my butt look smaller on TV. (shhhhh!) And since I always like it when people do this on their blogs, I'll tell you what's all up in my junk behind me on my fairly new IKEA cabinet that was supposed to keep me all organized, yo.
Or not so much.
Links: Kal, Tri-Vita, Tracey, Lensbaby
And now it's back to WURRRK. There is so much to get done before I leave for Oregon on Sunday. I can't even begin to wrap my head around it all.
I think it's time for another Diet Coke.
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