I love wordplay, that means puns (most especially) and words that mean two things depending on context, and the occasional double entendre. One that I use frequently is “at the end of the day” it’s something I say when I want to express finality. Most often I’m using it when I’m putting things in perspective (or rationalizing bad behavior) for myself.
My self talk is a constant reasoning with my impulses. I wish I were kidding. My impulses get me in trouble and in my twenties, as opposed to my counterparts, I had my impulses pretty well reigned in and under control. Now however, having been single for the last several years, and finding myself in a place where I can treat myself (no one else will lol) I have, at times, gotten a little carried away….er, a lot.
“What’s $10 at the end of the day?” and I’ll go hit up happy hour after work..or buy a new top at my favorite discount store. I tell myself I deserve it, after SO many years of sacrifice and putting myself last, I can finally, without guilt, buy things and do things for myself I couldn’t justify before. It’s been pretty nice, I’m not going to lie.
Now – for some truth, at the end of the day, I wrote this post just so that I could use this photo…
Oh boy has it ever been a long time since I’ve done a blog challenge! Elle of none other than Casualty of Wear, has implored me to join a challenge. A STYLE CHALLENGE.
Lil tidbit y’all – this bitch has her own style. I might have one or two pieces each season that are considered “in” but I assure you, it’s purely by accident. So at first, I told her, half the things on this challenge, I don’t even own! Not to worry, the ever sassy Elle advised, I could pick and choose.
Now she’s got my attention. So the challenge:
And OF COURSE, because I’m late to everything – I missed, of all things, the NAILED IT challenge. I know, Mouthy is falling down on her game. Shaddup, I’ve been enjoying fall. However, I am posting a day late (and definitely a dollar short) because my nails look fantastic and Halloweeny all at once. I completely NAILED IT!
The top left is the example I found on Pinterest, the bottom two photos are my finished job. AND….the eyes glow in the dark. Because, cats. Do you think I nailed it??
I’ve forayed off into country now for almost the whole year..it’s highly unusual. I grew up listening to country and rock and there was a similarity in that most of it was storyteller music. The music was an artful form of expression, the story the expression of love, pain, lust, whatever – it was beautiful. I had to explore some other genres for a while…ok a decade.
Anyways, I’m back into it, hook line and sinker, and one of my favorites lately is a song called “Say You Do”, I’ve always liked Dierks Bentley…he’s great with love songs. Wink. I’ve been swept up before, just like this song requests; he says..andf I’m paraphrasing..lie to me, say you love me, just say the words I want to hear, just for tonight. We’d be lying to ourselves if we acted like we haven’t all felt that way before, you just check out of reality, get swept up in something that doesn’t make sense in the real world but for a few hours, it makes perfect sense.
I’m not too proud to admit the thrill of an encounter that is temporary and contrary to what we’re all taught, it’s hard to match. Feeling wanted, even if it’s a lie – to my mind, at least you know it’s a lie, and you can pretend without the hurt later. Cold and unfeeling, maybe – but let’s face it, that’s the way this world is, and to be a willing participant in something that satisfies us even temporarily, why the hell not?