Welcome to Zengirls world. This blog is my last corner of the universe to go where no family,friends,co-workers,whatever will appear so there is no need to edit myself in my thoughts feelings and rants. I tell it like it is and to me its all good. That is really all that matters right, living a life we are happy with.
Thursday, April 25, 2013
Forty wha!!??
At least once a day I have a discussion with a customer at work, always women in their fifties and above, usually women who are regular customers in my store and who I have helped find items before. This time of year the conversation becomes more frequent as the weather gets warmer and the sleeves on ladies clothes get shorter and shorter. What is it about women that they will wear sweaters with Christmas trees crocheted on them or t shirts calling them sexy grandma but they will not under any circumstances buy a shirt or dress they like because it has short sleeves or no sleeves. Really? I don't get it. Now I am a plus size girl and working on that but I have noticed at work I have gotten used to showing my arms more and I am more comfortable with it now than I was at 18 when I was a size 8 and worked out daily. But there is nothing wrong with these ladies arms except they are getting a little jiggle in them. I know it's a silly thing but I find it weird that at 41(not till June but I add the extra year on a little early to adjust to it) I am more comfortable in my skin than I ever was. There are a lot of things about getting older my mother never shared and one day I will thoroughly thank her for that but I now get those "little old ladies" I see out sometimes well into their 70's and 80's acting like kids...why...because we are all still kids at heart. I still want to activate all of the singing dancing toys when I go down the toy aisle in a store, I am still tempted to grab the microphone at the register of the grocery store and call out "Cleanup in aisle 42". I still initiate an icecube fight every now and then. We never really grow up at all do we. Some of us get hardened by life and I understand that but I believe there are some of us lucky enough that we will always be peter pan inside. How I wish more people felt that way. When is the last time you saw an adult sitting outside on a spring day or evening blowing bubbles. Or catching fireflies. Or drawing on the sidewalk with chalk. Maybe I have a little spring fever here but I know this is a good thing.
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