Weird Science

Remember that movie "Weird Science"..you know with the cutie (at the time) Anthony Michael Hall?  Ya..that movie, circa 1985.

So, I loved that movie, I mean imagine cutting out pictures of all things you'd like in a perfect "mate"; inserting them into your Commodore64 (ok..this was the computer I had in 1985), and voila out pops your dream guy... or as a young teenage girl with issues you take it a step further by imagining you can go through the Sears Catalogue, cut out all of the parts of the body and coolest clothes you want; insert them into your computer and voila! the next day you look exactly the way you want..

My how far we've come..

I'm rambling, I get that..but in this time of 'self reflection' which I find myself in, you know thinking of who I am, want to be or should be;  I've thought of 3 very different women that I'd love to emulate.  I will say this time, at this stage in my life, I'm not really concerned with 'changing my looks' (although boobs would be nice).  The women I picked are beautiful, but that's not why I picked them.

I had mentioned in a prior blog not that long ago, how I want to be a business woman, stay at home mom, and a writer, and this is true.  There are so many qualities of each that either I have, I am, or I aspire to be; yet in thinking of the "Weird Science" of it all, I'm not sure the three go together at all, so I'm left in a bit of a pickle.

The 3 ladies are:

Arlene Dickinson:  Smart, polished and hip, with a great fashion sense and a witty tongue.  Not to mention she is rich and powerful..which I can't lie...does turn me on..(not Arlene..the rich and powerful part).  I'm not sure if she has children, or how much time she's dedicated to being so successful in her career..but seriously, she is a business woman that I admire.

Margaret Atwood:  I really don't know a thing about her, besides the fact that she's an accomplished writer who writes a lot of great stuff.  Some people refer to her as a "Bitchy" writer and I actually don't know why, but maybe that's why I like her.  I do have an aunt that knows her (that is my feeble claim to fame), but I don't; and I imagine in my sorry little head, that she sits in her den full of books and paper..maybe a scotch, maybe a tea, pondering her next masterpiece...(ok, I know she does more than this..remember it's my imagination!)..Taking a break from her writing to eat a cucumber on rye sandwich and share a witty tidbit from something she's heard or read with her partner..or talking about her next crusade in an effort to make the world a better place..yea..I dig this.

Then there is...

Carol Brady..(without the maid - sorry Alice): Looking after my brood, looking perfect in my perfectly clean house.  Baking pies and cookies; fluffing pillows, braiding hair and carting my children from one place to another giving them opportunities to learn new things...all the while never losing my patience, and looking gorgeous with a fab.dinner made when my gorgeous husband returns from work...ok..maybe Alice can stay.

So..take these 3 woman; stick them into your Commodore64 and well what do you come up with?

I'm not sure it works!  Yet, I'm not willing to just pick one or two..I really want pieces of all three..which is kind of what I'm doing, or attempting to do, in a very stressful, disorganized and inefficient way.

Picture it: I'm travelling around in my business suit, trying to be all high fashioned and smart looking, but not quite cutting it because the bags under my eyes are NOT Gucci; a result of sitting up all night with a puking 3 year old.  I write in random hotel rooms on scraps of paper that are later stuffed into my purse, but can't seem to string my thoughts into a complete sentence because I'm too busy thinking about all the things I have to do as a manager, and whether or not my kids and husband are faring well in my absence...and THEN upon my return home to my disaster of a house, I cook up a good ole "welfare" meal as I'm tired and no one has had time to go grocery shopping; all of us sitting around an unset table; you know cutlery in a heap in the middle..along with select-a-size paper towel to wipe your face, and gobble our welfare dinner down (truthfully the kids enjoy my unhealthy welfare dinners best)..

I think I have to hone this a bit; narrow my choices, come up with something a little more decisive.  Ah the "Journey of Me"... wish me luck.