I have no idea what he is talking about.
My husband, that is.
There I was, working on a video of my self-portraits from 2009. And suddenly I was transported to the part of the movie in Julie and Julia where Julie and her own husband butted heads about her… her… clearly her very important work. But my husband didn’t leave me. Prolly because all five of us were in the car and he was driving. So… lesson: Men if ya gonna pick a fight, wait until you’re not driving. Makes it hard to stomp off in a huff and grab your coat off a chair when you’re going 85 in a 75.
Did you see the movie? It’s the part where Julie’s husband tells her she thinks she’s the center of the universe, LIKE IT WAS A BAD THING.
*rolls eyes*
I yelled at the T.V. screen to Julie. I yelled, “I know your pain, honey! It is SO HARD!”
*that’s what she said* I digress…
I wept for her. For my beloved Julie. For WE. All bloggers, really. I’m empathetic!
SO.
My husband asked, “What are you doing?”
I was all, “DUH! Working on my future world famous video! ME. My 2009 self-portraits.”
His dry reply, “Uh…. NARCISSISTIC?!!!”
Me, “Well. MAYBE. But… My blog IS titled JENNYonthespot. Not EverybodyBUTjennyonthespot.”
Sheesh.
***By the way, I am open. Just send me your photos! I’d LOVE to make a 2010 video. Not narcissistic at all — FANS AND ADMIRERS OF JENNYONTHESPOT — email me!***
You probably thought I’d have the video embedded here, huh?
But you CAN get my blog for your Kindle. Who knew?! You know “they” make it pretter darn easy to be narcissistic. I mean, if I were…
No. Sadly. You are sad, right? Cuz I’m a little bummed myself… It s not finished. Things like this take time. Like aged cheese.
I love cheese.
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I haven’t seen Julie and Julia, because I’m doubting there’s enough full frontal nudity for me.
Jenny my sista,
I TOTALLY understand *putting hand on chest*. Sometimes I feel that I am the male version of you. We are fabulous and we’re not afraid to share it with the world. I just wish I had more time to convince the nations of my fabulousness!!!
-R
Wait. When do you start talking about me??
So, I have to say I DID think about you when I saw that movie (for the first time, the other day). And at that part in particular, I thought of you…
My personal favorite “narcisissticism” is that I like to read my own writing over and over — when I’ve been especially clever. (Like Greg Kinnear in “You’ve Got Mail.” — “Kathleen, You *snaps* are a lone reed!”) And my husband rolls his eyes….
I love that you love you so much! It makes you all the better.
So there!LOL
Put your HANDS TOGETHER! You can work me into your “fans o’ Jenny” video by including a picture of gouda. ‘Cause if I was a cheese, it would totally be gouda. And it’s not just because that is one of the top five most fabulous words to say in rapid repetition. Gouda, gouda, gouda, gouda, gouda.
Paul’s just jealous ’cause your so fab.u.lous!