- April 22, 2009
- 12 Comments
- Delusions of Grandeur, General, Olivia
Ego-Boost: Tip #92
OK, so I don’t have 91 other ego-boost tips. I just started with #92 because it possesses an air of “experience”. Plus, if I put #1, then you’ll think the following tip is NUMERO UNO of all ego-boosting tips. Since I have never done this before, I have no idea what the best tip would be. SO. I chose #92. So there.
As a mother of three who is in the upper-mid 30′s age-range… Mah ego gets more of a lickin’ than a boost. Hey, my youngest is 4 and holds nothing back.
Ego-Boost Tip #92: Color a select few strips of your hair red/pink…
then go have lunch with your daughter’s first grade class… Sit at a table with 7-10 impressionable 6-7 year old girls and Let. Your. Ego. Boost! In other words: Create a visual distraction. The brighter the better.
You may overhear hear things like:
Your mom is so pretty…
I know… she’s pretty like your mom…
Or you might have compliments directed AT you:
Miss Jenny… I love the pink in your hair.
Your hair is so pretty.
I really like your hair.
You are really pretty Miss Jenny.
{{{pink, pink, pink, hair, hair, hair, pretty, pretty, pretty}}}
As we sat at the elementary lunch table, with my knees to my chin… I finally had my day. You know… *cue dream sequence*
You’re 36 16 and you walk into the school cafeteria. You move in slow motion (even your hair), because you are so awesome… so awesome even time and space to take a second look. You flip your hair off your shoulder… you spy an admirer and cast a gentle smile his way. Your teeth are so white there is an actual sparkle *ding*. You wink. You saunter to a table and not unlike the Red Sea in the Biblical days, all the girls at the table make room for you. Yes, YOU. Lovely, vibrant, gorgeous… YOU… Everyone is smiling…whispering… a song starts… and….
*screech*
Whu? Oh. Aaaaanywho. I had a ball at lunch with Olivia and her classmates. They loved the pink, but I wasn’t the focus. OK, I was, but it wasn’t all about my hair… I spent a GREAT deal of time guessing everybody’s numbers on their milk cartons and catching up on their favorite subjects. Next week, maybe I’ll wear my red sequined Converse. Oh, I hope my new pals love my shoes! {giggling}
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I can guarantee the response my daughter (Lydia) would have after looking at your hair. With full animation and expression, “Oh Wow. You look like a beautiful princess.”
The pink hair really covers a multitude of sins, I mean, age ranges. Lydia is almost 3 years old and anything pink, pony or princess is… best ever.
Wonder if I will get the same reaction after tomorrow….?
Seriously! This is SOOO true! You are looked at like there is a heavenly glow surrounding you. Once, I never even got to talk to my child while we ate because I was listening to and chatting with and opening the milk cartons of every other kid around us. I left after recess feeling like I was queen of the playground. Got me through the rest of the day!
I wish I had a pink streak of hair. Yours is awesome. Will you open my chocolate milk?
HA! Love the pink streaks!! And, I love little elementary school age kids. My youngest is now in High School and it’s a real EGO boost if his friends tell me that they think I’m fun! (There’s a little harder to impress since they really don’t like being around parents at that age.)
You are my hair hero! No way am I brave enough to do that.
Yea….I’m pretty sure my middle schooler would hate me for the rest of the year if I even showed up to have lunch with her and her pals….not to mention if I was sporting pink hair.
Can you just see the glares and the eye daggers???? Ouch!
Jenny, as I read this post and look at your picture, I can’t help but ask myself… have you rearranged your living room? I think I see a desk where there once was no desk.
We all like to feel pretty. That’s the way we’re made. But, as your funny story shows in a funny way, it can run away from us and become a wild thing, too. There’s a DIVA in all of us, don’t you think?
well…maybe i could color my hair too…but still wouldn’t be as cool as you!
I WANT hair like yours! Such pretty pretty hair…
Oh my gosh! I just did the same thing to my hair! it must be a Jenny thing to do!! Ha! I blogged about it last Sunday. My seven year old first grader things it is Awesome and Beautiful.
You are SO brave, girl!! I bet those girls were in complete awe!!