This is not Sex and the City. Not even trying to be. But I do see parallels when I read what I have written and can hear the show dialogue in my ears. There are so many people who don't get the movie or the characters..clearly the show is not reality, can be overly dramatic, overly outrageous, but I think it went that route in order to be memorable and make its point. I do think many women can find themselves in all the characters, and that may be the gift for us. It really isn't about reality, but then I am not so sure anymore what reality really is, it is changing a lot, and everyone has their own vision.
I have said before, my life is like a sitcom. I don't say that in a way, like, "wow how great I am.." I think more the surprise that in the last one plus year my life has taken me down a road (s) that I had no idea were part of my reality, and every day is like some new turn or twist, and often I am crying over it, but a day or two or week later find humor in it. I really can tell a story and one minute be crying and the next minute laughing. That in itself is the sitcom.
See the other day, when I was on a "meet" that is my word, because it is not a "date" and the guy was telling me his mom had been married 4x before he was 10, he had gained 30 pounds in the last 2 years, and his two knees are titanium--right there, are you laughing..! I wanted to. I wish this type of stuff was on film. And in the meantime, I am totally distracted by the cocktail waitress who is a total parody, and standing over me at the booth with her boobs falling out of her dress, and I say to myself "this is not my life." I wanted to give her a make over.
Or the other guy, who I believe is a con and reminds me WAY TOO MUCH of my past, and makes me want to run really fast in the other direction..wrote me back a snotty email after I wrote him a pretty nice one saying we were not a match (citing his seemingly dishonesty and his too fast moves..) well I was told I babble too much and, get this, the last line, "Your loss." HAH
What an ego. What a bruised baby he is. One dumb "meet" and he cannot handle the rejection.
So these could have been part of my weekly episode. They make great stories to retell later to howling laughter. I am reminded of a line from a movie, and I just cannot remember what one, but one of the characters says to a main character "..your complete willingness to make a fool of yourself." These words ring in my ears. I feel like I am embarking on that all the time. Falling off the horse and forcing myself to go back on. I have come to see that the worst thing seems to be crying, and maybe the best is laughter. My friend told me I am like a present day Mary Tyler Moore, or That Girl, both who I love. Can I be Mary Tyler Moore and throw my cap up into the winter air with a big smile on my face? I do see myself a lot like Carrie, really, a lot like New Christine, Jules from Cougartown.. My life is like my own silly show :) I did not intend for it to be. Maybe we all are a show, just some much better entertainment than others..maybe it is all in the willingness to make a complete fool of oneself..
I have said before, my life is like a sitcom. I don't say that in a way, like, "wow how great I am.." I think more the surprise that in the last one plus year my life has taken me down a road (s) that I had no idea were part of my reality, and every day is like some new turn or twist, and often I am crying over it, but a day or two or week later find humor in it. I really can tell a story and one minute be crying and the next minute laughing. That in itself is the sitcom.
See the other day, when I was on a "meet" that is my word, because it is not a "date" and the guy was telling me his mom had been married 4x before he was 10, he had gained 30 pounds in the last 2 years, and his two knees are titanium--right there, are you laughing..! I wanted to. I wish this type of stuff was on film. And in the meantime, I am totally distracted by the cocktail waitress who is a total parody, and standing over me at the booth with her boobs falling out of her dress, and I say to myself "this is not my life." I wanted to give her a make over.
Or the other guy, who I believe is a con and reminds me WAY TOO MUCH of my past, and makes me want to run really fast in the other direction..wrote me back a snotty email after I wrote him a pretty nice one saying we were not a match (citing his seemingly dishonesty and his too fast moves..) well I was told I babble too much and, get this, the last line, "Your loss." HAH
What an ego. What a bruised baby he is. One dumb "meet" and he cannot handle the rejection.
So these could have been part of my weekly episode. They make great stories to retell later to howling laughter. I am reminded of a line from a movie, and I just cannot remember what one, but one of the characters says to a main character "..your complete willingness to make a fool of yourself." These words ring in my ears. I feel like I am embarking on that all the time. Falling off the horse and forcing myself to go back on. I have come to see that the worst thing seems to be crying, and maybe the best is laughter. My friend told me I am like a present day Mary Tyler Moore, or That Girl, both who I love. Can I be Mary Tyler Moore and throw my cap up into the winter air with a big smile on my face? I do see myself a lot like Carrie, really, a lot like New Christine, Jules from Cougartown.. My life is like my own silly show :) I did not intend for it to be. Maybe we all are a show, just some much better entertainment than others..maybe it is all in the willingness to make a complete fool of oneself..
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