>So the cliché goes, “Every dog has its day,” Well today, my proverbial dog got hit by a car…but good news, the dog lived! It was just one of those days where everything seemed to go wrong. Seriously, my day could have been one of the ads a friend of mine is working on for coffee makers.
6:30, intended wake up time…8:40, actual wake up time
9:00, thought pick up time…8:50, actual pick up time
I missed power yoga to do some work stuff that later ended up not needing to be turned in until later anyway.
I got a 0 on a Spanish Quiz…again. WTF.
Someone cancelled plans on me…again.
I got in trouble for something (for lack of a better word) retarded.
I still don’t have a car.
Yes, this is pretty pitiful to be upset over these things, but nevertheless, I was…among other things (of which cyberspace has no business). So what did this wonderful day render? “Vicky Cristina Barcelona,” lime sherbet, and kettle corn. Not so bad, I am making progress…I did not break out “Sex and the City” and cookie dough…so life is getting better. After watching the movie, I realized I am a Cristina. Before I thought I was Vicky…always wanting what is right, but then I realized that I am Cristina, I don’t know what I want.
So…1:15am rolls around and I broke out my other rainy day quencher and self esteem guide, Captivating. It is a book for women that helps us know our role in the world, based on Biblical teachings. And as I was reading I came across the idea that states that all women really want to have answered to them is “Am I lovely? Do I captivate you?” This hit me like a load of bricks. That is what I want, I want to be lovely, but for me, I seem to love sports and not wearing dresses to football games to feel this way. I want to be captivating, I want small disagreements and bad things to go away and leave me as me. Wouldn’t it be great? For someone just to say “You are lovely.”