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June 2009 
What area of your life could use healing right now?
Posted on Nov 19th, 2008
by 
tinkonthebrink
tinkonthebrink
This is in Response to the Questions and Reflections for November 19, 2008:
I've recently recanted my lifelong conviction that everything I own should have some quirky charm. Okay, I'm not giving up the Hello Kitty toaster anytime soon (besides, it's actually Krissy's), but I'm finding my own compulsion to package myself in oddness exhausting. I want a uniform, I want to get up and put on a black skirt and a white shirt and go play in the orchestra or wait tables or do something that people dressed that way do. So several of those big trash bags now have been filled with clothing items that I formerly believed were charming but found, when I actually tried them on in front of a mirror with the lights on and wearing corrective lenses, look like sad droopy hippy clothes and are actually pretty much the opposite of charming and oh, did I mention, I DON'T ACTUALLY EVER WEAR THEM. So I'm on a mission now to eliminate anything that resembles clutter. This is difficult. I have this tenderness for objects, which I think I inherited from my mother who liked things much more than she liked people - well, not even a close call as she didn't care much for people - but I'm on it now and I think the key is going to be the uniform. But here's where I run into an immediate obstacle because black is the obvious choice, right? Chic and foolproof, always matches, but I have animals and therefore random fur running around sticking itself to me plus I tend to get dirty. I mean, seriously, I come home with leaves and twigs stuck in my hair. I am not chic. I am...odd. Which is how I got into this whole situation in the first place, where I want being odd to seem like a deliberate choice rather than a disaster inflicted on me and hence the packaging with charming and eccentric stuff. I am one of those people who trips on a crack in the sidewalk and starts tap dancing to make it look intentional. My new goal is to be one of those people who steps OVER the crack in the sidewalk, and I'm convinced there's a costume for that. And if I don't figure out what it is very soon I'll be entirely naked.
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..sounds like our mothers could have known each other in another life & yes, black is the magic color for a few items wardrobe, any style will work, whether it being punk, power dressing, bold bohemian or fetich doll..considering yr furinflicted circumstance, there is the choice of a black wardrobe entirely in synthetics & denim? that is if you're willing to forego max comfort & forget about the eco chick trend.. or how about maintaining just a tad of exentric oddness by always carrying one of them fluff removers in yr bag to be pulled out & used at frantic pace whereever & whenever?.. that might even compensate for tragically hip clothing & advanced acrobatics in sidewalk cracks ;-)
Well you and Krissy could come live with us. Not much stuff but we are quirky ,and am absolutely sure could listen to you guys for hours. We could play “Normal” dress up if you like.
Or you could let Mimi dress you which means you'll probably glow in the dark or get attacked by birds if you venture out
p.s. bring toaster
Tara, one of my current tragedies is that I can't find my favorite fluff remover - it's probably lost beneath the piles of clothes somewhere.
Bridget, I'm packing my black skirt, white shirt and toaster and will be there shortly. Oh, I'm also bringing a bunch of animals and the hummous I just made. Get some veggies and chips.
There is something handy about wearing a uniform. Everyday I get up, look in my closet and see 4 green long-sleeved shirts and 4 green short-sleeved shirts. On the shelf sits 4 black Carhart jeans. In case I forget what I do for a living, the shirts all have patches on the sleeves to remind me. However, I can't get out of the house with clean clothes on. Even if I pull them straight from the drier, I will encounter the neighbor's dog fresh from digging in the lawn, or, the neighbor will have dropped his car keys down the street drain and could I please fish them out for him?
As my adopted cat is a long-haired variety, I carry those anti-static, no cling drier sheets with me every where I go. A quick swipe down my front and I think I look pretty witty and charming. I figure as I can't see my rear view, it doesn't matter.
And, yes, there are times when I arrive home looking like I have been hand sorting wild cats in the hay mow all evening. Phew.
My favorite comment on wearing black clothing was by our former mayor who wore all black, all the time. Asked if she would ever wear another color, she replied that she would, when they made a shade darker.
I wish my clothes would remind me what I'm supposed to be doing. They just sit there looking at me and hardly help at all.Oh, I have something better than dryer sheets, if I can find it online I'll send you the link. And order another one myself, what with mine having gone missing.
Well, to tell the truth, I have to put the green shirts in front, because every now and again I will spot my flannel shirts and think I am lumberjack. Never goes very well after that!
I finally worked up the courage and common sense to gather up my “skinny jeans” and take them to the thrift store.
“GEORGE! You are never, ever going to be that thin again, just give it up and get rid of them!!”
“Black”, is also an uplift into many colors that absorbs it's frequency of much and many upholding citizens.
Squeeze out the poop, through it's darkest encounter and may you behold a new becoming, into rainbows of color!
Love and nurture, is my moto!
xo….Rita
Two things.
First, today is world Absurdity Day. Yes, it really is. I checked on my Google Calendar.I suggest you hang on to your clothes, cat, hair, height, toaster and all the other neat stuff that makes you, y o u, especially since World Absurdity Day is going to happen again next year. and probably every year thereafter. I'm not saying you're absurd. I know you said 'quirky charm'. But if you feel the clothes you have are absurd, then this surely is the day to use them.
Next, all day on the 22nd is an event that you need to prepare for : It's Start Your Own Country Day!!! Its true - Google it if you want! Bet you didn't know that, Jeannie. Now, what country are you going to invent, and what clothes do you think people of this brave new world should be wearing? Nude is good. Unless its really cold. Then its, you know, cold and shrivelly. Some of the clothes that you have could be pretty handy. But more importantly, what kind of food will this new country have?
Thank goodness someone thought to put World Absurdity Day on the calendar - I keep forgetting when it happens. I've got to put my tree up.
I think I would like a travelling country that goes with me. Everyone can have a passport if they just ask nicely and we'll all wear pyjamas and hats. Wait, maybe that was for World Absurdity Day. And we'll eat lots of pomegranates and dark chocolate and drink espresso which will result in all of us talking very fast all at once, in a language we'll make up as we go along. Our flag will be a square of silk with a large hole in the center and fringe. Not enough flags employ fringe, in my opinion. I'm still working out the national anthem, but I'm pretty sure it involves a kazoo and a hand drum.
Can my passport be hand drawn, cuz my real one is pretty expired and there is some young kid's photo in it whom I have no idea as to his identity. I think if I ever had to dress normal, I probably would be so stymied I wouln't leave the house. I think that's why I like to go on vacation to Provincetown, the Castro or Key West. Easier to fit in there. Really good flags are different on each side and, in addition to fringe, there should be streamers as well. Kazoos and lawn chairs should really be involved in the national anthem, too. That and pie, lots and lots of pie.
Tink, that could be your next postcard for the group – passports to your country. In fact, if I didn't already have a plan for December, that's what I would make. Do we need shots in our funnybones to visit Brink-land?