still wrong in the best way

This week’s writing prompt from Mama Kat had me digging through blog archives. After nearly 3 years of posts I can’t believe 245 are published. Geez. Does that make me old? (just saying)

Rarely do I look back at previous posts. As Edna E. Mode said, “I never look back, darling! It distracts from the now.” My issues have more to do with anxiety over the future than past regrets.

totally wrong and loving it

tripping on the past

In case you were wondering, here is the chosen prompt. 1.) What were you blogging about a year ago today? What has changed?

OOFfff! Why do I always pick prompts that on the surface seem easy only to realize they are more involved? Maybe it’s me. I make things hard on myself for no apparent reason except high self-expectations.

Anyways…

At first I considered making a list of my top five favorites from December 2012. What a great idea! At least until I re-read the prompt. It is meant to be what I blogged last year on the same day.

The closest was December 6, 2012 titled wrong in all the right ways. I wrote about beauty of imperfection and why it is more important to be authentic than ideal.

To see if anything changed, it would be prudent to revisit my list of character flaws. Like streams of consciousness, I am forever changing course, yet the water flows continually (kinda like attributes).

wrong in the right way?

I have no sense of when to shut up, sharing way too much information. If you don’t believe me, ask my kids!
1. Most definitely. It is awesome to freely yap about anything.
I wear low cut tops that emphasize my boobs. Hey, I think that if you got it, flaunt it. Besides the low-cut tops take away from the fact that I have no waist (TMI?)
1. Guilty. Although I recently lost weight. I can almost detect a waistline.
When at home, I prefer to pee with the bathroom door ajar. My husband thinks this is gross (you might too) but I don’t like feeling enclosed in a small space. (Besides, obviously I don’t care what you think)
1. This will probably never change. I CAN pee with the door closed, I CHOOSE not to.
I blow my nose like a fog-horn and have been known to honk my nose in public places when necessary.
1. My nose blowing has also been compared to a bull-moose. Whatever.
I sometimes snore. OK! probably more than sometimes.
1. Yup
I prefer eating with my fingers whenever possible.
1. God gave me fingers, why not use them as utensils? Seems completely reasonable.
I shop too much
1. Especially when I’m stressed. Right now, I have been shopping way too often. Enough said.
I have a potty mouth
1. My next feat will be learning swear words in as many different languages as possible.
I am impatient
1. Like getting through this list. Geez how long is it gonna take?
I laugh loudly
1. I find it endearing when someone has a great belly laugh.
I want things I can’t have, and don’t rest until I get them
1. Just because I might not always have my way doesn’t mean I have to lay back and not try.
I cry easily and my feelings get hurt (recurring theme here)
1. I sometimes wish this wasn’t true. I love/care with my whole heart and risk getting it broken.

still completely wrong in the right way

Didn’t I learn anything this past year? It seems all of my character flaws remain untouched. If anything, I can add to the list (which of course I’m about to do).

wrong things addendum

To the complete embarrassment of my son, I added vintage cabaret (burlesque) dancing to my repertoire.
I might actually have too many lip glosses. (shuddering at the thought)
I can’t get my hair to look half as good as Debbie does.
thanks Debbie for my fabulous hair
I am still searching for spirituality.
I second guess my self worth.