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What is the age where you stop caring what other people think of you? Whatever age it is, I think I’m getting close to it. Two years ago, I took my daughter on a business trip to Ft. Lauderdale (that’s why it’s "our" place). Ft. Lauderdale is the middle of the "Gold Coast" of Florida…home to lots of money and lots of beautiful people. I can vividly remember not wanting to go to the pool with her because I didn’t want to go anywhere in my bathing suit. I had just read an article written by Martha Beck in "O" magazine about “so what?” The jist of the article was that while we think there is a spotlight on us whenever we go anywhere or walk into a room, most people are too preoccupied with their own “stuff” to really notice or care what others are doing. And if they do, so what! However, this past weekend’s trip to Ft. Lauderdale was quite a bit different. It’s still the land of beautiful people, but this time, I just didn’t care as much. I spent the majority of the time we were there with my hair up in a ponytail…no makeup…in the pool, having fun with my daughter, not really caring about my jiggly thighs as I walked around the pool. It felt wonderful! “The Talk” with Lauren went well, but it was rather anti-climatic. “You brought me all the way to Ft. Lauderdale to tell me this? You couldn’t have told me this at home?” I told her that I wanted it to be a special weekend for her, uninterrupted by her little brother, and that when my Mom told me, I had a hard time looking at my Dad for awhile without thinking “Daddy put what where?” Up until that moment, it had all been technical and although she said she understood, I could tell she hadn’t put two and two together. But with the mention of Daddy, I saw the light bulb go on and she sputtered “Daddy put…Daddy did…That’s GROSS!” That was the reaction I expected.Scrap Your Trip®
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22 comments June 17th, 2009