I think the way you act and think when you are all alone is the true image of who you are. Do you remember being a child and playing alone in your room? You were able to create your own world and dictate how everything in that world reacted to you. Isn't it sad that when we grow up and let fear take hold of our lives, we lose that freedom to be the master of our destiny?
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When I'm alone, (BTW, being alone is one of my favorite things in the world. Yes, I'm a recluse. Or a writer.) I'm a little more lax with my behavior. I do dance while in my office chair. I do sing out loud with my headphones on (I'm positive I sound AWESOME.) I dress like I don't care. I suck on pistachio shells. (OK, so maybe those last two things aren't necessarily good.) But then when it's time to go out in public, I'm reserved and (somewhat?) respectable. I would rather get my armpits waxed than have a crowd of people watch me dance. And I would rather get my armpit hair professionally braided than to have a crowd of people hear me sing. (Which is sad since I used to love to sing as a kid and teen and no problem singing duets and such in church.)
If I had a large auditorium all to myself, (and I was positive a camera wasn't hidden anywhere) I would gladly belt a song into a microphone. I would also like to pretend that I was a ballerina performing Swan Lake.
If I had Montana all to myself, I would walk up close to any barn I wish and take picture after picture. I would also explore every abandoned farmhouse and cabin without worrying about trespassing.
If I had the whole world to myself and didn't have to worry about safety and laws, I would get a car like this and take it to top speed, (230 mph!) especially if the road was windy. (WEE!)
So it's time for your confessions: what do you already do when no one is watching? Do you drink milk straight from the carton? Do you pick what's not supposed to be picked? ("It was an itch!") Do you wear a mismatched combination of pajamas and fleece? (I do only one out of those three. If I need to tell you which one, you aren't my friend anymore.)
Then tell me: if you had a large auditorium to yourself, what would you do? If you had your state to yourself, what would you do? What about the world? If you could do anything you wanted, anything at all, without worrying about ruining your reputation/harming yourself/obeying laws, what would you do?
And if you are so inclined to watch a man of ample size (wearing a speedo) dancing like no one is watching (while wearing a speedo) here it is. I do wish had his courage. And I do wish he had clothes on. You have to admit, he can move. :) (Hope this isn't offensive to anyone. Just remember speedos are way more common in Europe and on the Jersey Shore.)
AND, blog manager Devree wants me to remind everyone to come back Thursday for the monthly prize winner announcement! See you then.
7 comments:
If I had the world/house/state/etc, to myself I would never get out of my pajamas. Except to maybe change into another pair of pajamas. I at the minimum would always be in sweats. Unfortunately, I can't wear them at work, but I have no qualms about wearing them pretty much everywhere else. I generally sing and dance around the house on my own. I don't really have a problem singing when Steve's there, but I still don't dance. Also, I would definitely speed my way out of Utah if I didn't have to worry about harming myself or others.
I, too, dream of being alone. I saw a woman the other night walk into a movie theater and by a ticket all by herself. On a Thursday. Late. (I was there on spring break with my 8 year old for a mommy/daughter date) I thought, WOW, she can do whatever she wants! I hadn't thought about that in a long time. So what would I do? I would let my animals run free! I would wear clothes that were much like the ones they wear in OZ. And when I wasn't I would wear my BOGS with my sweats and a cowboy hat. I would try coloring my hair. I would have my novel character stories out loud (okay, I sometimes do that now). If I could do anything without getting hurt, I would try riding a horse bareback through the mountains and jumping from every rock I could find into water. I would also throw rocks in creeks and....oh no, you've set my mind free...I'm not sure I can stop ;)
Gosh, my typos were a little over the top. Sorry, I had a Newfoundland barking in my ear. I think he was saying he wants to be free :)
This made me think of an episode of The Twilight Zone (not to be confused with the Twilight movie), when a nuclear bomb was about to hit but a woman discovered she had the power to just make the whole world "stop!" She yelled "Stop!" just in time, with the missile inches from the earth, and now the whole world was frozen forever until she wanted to make it start again (in which case it the bomb would end everything). She could spend the rest of her life wandering the earth with no one being able to see or hear her--everyone and everything around her was frozen. What would I do if I was in her place?
First, I would instantly hate the feeling of being alone, in that kind of situation. But I bet anyone would hate being alone if it was for forever. So, let's just assume our alone time would be just temporary. Right?
I am a people-needer. A companionship addict. But, I do love my alone time, too! I love being in my house alone. Pajamas, yes, bubble bath with a book, yes! (I once had an awesome 4-hour book bath! That was before I had kids.)
What do I already do when no one's looking? Well, yes, I drink milk from the jug. I've also been guilty of sneaking to try things on that don't belong to me, like my ballet teacher's pointe shoes from the closet, and the wedding dress of the woman I used to babysit for. That was fun :).
I would not want to jump on the fast car bandwagon, or free-fall (bungee jump?) off a cliff without getting hurt, but I might try a parachute jump if I could know of the safe outcome in advance. Or maybe just ride in a hot air balloon?
One more thing. I would like to buy myself the sparkliest red dress in the universe and wear it everywhere I go...with ruby slippers (heels) to match and have diamond and ruby jewelry to go with it. Thank you!
Nicole: all will be right in the world when pajamas are accepted in the workplace. Especially in court. I think lawyers would make better arguments if they were wearing fuzzy slippers, don't you? Would you take over the ... um stick thing ... and fly a helicopter on your own if you could? Just wondering if Steve's obsession has trickled down to you.
Cattron!!! I've missed you friend! Everyone knows when Cattron opens her mouth to speak, something profound comes out. And don't worry about typos, I'm fluent in typoease. I have a friend who went to a movie (a romance of course) alone on Valentine's because she was ticked at her hubby. She rocks! I'm glad you want to wear a cowboy hat, yanno, just in case your hair color backfires. :)
JazznJenna: I remember that episode! I wish I had that same power to get everything in my house to stop all at once. The dinner burning on the stove, the kids fighting, dogs barking ... oh, that'd be wonderful! I died when you said you tried on that wedding dress! Such bravery! I caught a young niece trying on my bra one time, please tell me you didn't ever do that. :0
Lori, I found your video humorous, maybe because people who let everything show (and shouldn't) amuse me. :)
I usually have the house to myself like now because the boys are at school, Nobes and Dad are at work, and mom is subbing today. I guess things are different in Rexburg...I like to sing when no one's in my apartment there. Yeah, like really belt it out! It's not that I'm awful, I just don't know these people very well and don't like being judged.
If I had the state to myself, I would be confident on the roads; no one to look out for, no T-bone-ing, no being worried about right-of-ways. That actually sounds kind of blissful...
If I had the world to myself I'd be lonesome. I mean I couldn't laugh with anyone about a movie or something strange. I guess I could watch stupid cat videos for amusement and read all the books I could think of on my kindle. I dunno, it gets old, being by yourself. Whenever someone else is in the house I will move whatever I'm doing to that room so I can have human interaction. I don't know, after being a lone SO MUCH in St. Jude's, I kind of crave human interaction.
I think if I had a huge auditorium to myself I'd start yodeling to admire the echo effect. That or sing. I just see all fun situations being with at least one other person.
Hey, Isn't this the last week of March?
Devree: I was feeling bad-ish after reading your comment. Shouldn't I want to surround myself with people all the time? But then last night we had the following happening AT THE SAME TIME: kids wrestling, playing the drums, bouncing a ball (in the house), and a realistic sounding air craft carrier launching jets. It's no wonder silence is the best treat in the world for me. :) But it's true: who would you laugh with? That would be sad. We had a friend who was a really good yodeler and he was working on a house by the golf course and any time someone would get ready to swing, he'd yodel. He got in a bit of trouble. I bet he has the same dream you do. And YES! It's the last week. I didn't forget, but I forgot to add it to my post. I'll go fix that right now. What do you want me to get you for your prize? :)
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