if you say so

have you ever noticed how very different someone else's opinion of you is from your own self-view? i've been told more than once that i'm intimidating.  i really just don't get that, and i'm certainly not proud of it. i see myself as a pretty average individual.  i've made some exceptionally poor choices in my life, but i've tried not to blame anyone else for the consequences of those choices.  i think i've done a pretty good job of making the best of what ever circumstance i've put myself into.  but geepers, i've never hidden who i am or what i've done from anyone, ever.  i know that all too often i offer unwarranted advice, but i usually apologize shortly thereafter. i like 99% of all people, and i love a lot of them.  i'm easy to get to know (mainly because i tell eeeevvvverrrything about myself in the first few conversations) and i rarely judge people.
i guess, in my mind, i never place myself on a higher plane than anyone else.  well, maybe above the woman with fighting, dirty kids, unbrushed hair in a ponytail, mud-cuffed jeans and yesterday's t-shirt standing in line at walmart.  wait, what? that's a MIRROR?!? oh crickets! are you serious?  how on EARTH can that woman be intimidating?
on a totally different note:  i have SPARKLY HAIR and i'm really excited about it.  i figured if God was gonna give me silver, i was gonna add in some metallic rainbow strands too, instead of covering up his handiwork.  :-D
o, and i've decided that this :< is my kermit face.  you know that face that kermit makes when someone says something to which he has no reply?  the one where the bottom of his face kinda crumples in?  (have i mentioned how much i lurve sesame street?) yeah, this is my emoticon for that.  :< i think it fits pretty well.  and mentally, i make that face a lot.  especially where my kids are concerned.
yeah, i know this is total stream-of-consciousness ramble.  that's just how my is.  i really  couldn't think of anything to write about today, so i've just written about it all.  i don't really want to be one of those people that fills you in on everything i have for breakfast (bacon, egg and cheese biscuit from mc'd's) or every minute detail of my day (need a shower and a toothbrush, working cows later w/dad, fairypunk missed the bus because she kept losing her contacts, pirate sang everything this morning in a running commentary with the help of his new puppet, frank.  monkey princess went to school with a pink striped shirt, a blue flowery skirt and no clippies or bows in her hair.) and i don't intend to whine or complain about things unless i can turn it into a funny story.  'cause i'm from the south. and southerners lurve a good story. and i can turn ANYTHING into a story.
just watch me