First Friday Flip Offs of 2011

Seems hard to believe that there could be anything to say WTFlip this early in the new year, right? I mean, obviously the holidays were perfect and that was why I had nothing to flip off the day before Christmas. At least nothing I could publish now that I know so many family members read this blog. (Just joking mom.) To be perfectly honest, that did seem like an inappropriate time to complain – it wouldn’t exactly have been “a joyful noise”.

Christmas is over.

I love you WordPress, really, so you probably shouldn’t take this too personally but yes – I am already flipping a big fat finger at this Post a Day Challenge. When I didn’t have to post everyday, I had a thought almost hourly. And now that the pressure is on to post everyday? Nada. Zilch. Nothin’. I actually started wondering how I could make a post about cleaning toilets interesting just to post something yesterday. There have been clues over the years that I am a little bit of a perfectionist. It’s been established that I am a tad bit competitive. So, coming late to the race and missing steps along the way has almost driven me to a bag of Salt & Vinegar Chips. Is there a challenge for almost everyday? How about every third day?

A grand well-manicured, bling swinging, twangy tall salute goes to the fast food restaurants in Arkansas. When you are trying to take a 25-hour road trip in two days, the last thing you want to do is take long meal breaks. You just want to stop, drop, and roll baby. Our first attempt at fast food was at a Wendy’s on the way down. Our second attempt was at a KFC/Taco Bell on the way back and both stops took almost 30 minutes just to get our food. The Hare started calling it moderately fast food. I preferred to call it slower than black-strap molasses , you better call in your order before you get there fast food.

A vaseline-covered, insulated-gloved middle finger fan fare goes to Michigan winters. After just spending 10 days down South, wearing nothing more than a couple of long-sleeved T’s or a hoodie, my body forgot what 20-degree weather feels like on bare skin. I can’t actually flip off too vigorously or I might crack the skin across my knuckles again. And I can’t glare too narrowly; the wind continually makes my eyes water and I fear that any minute my eyelashes might freeze together. There’s not even enough snow to have any fun yet – so what’s the point? It should be no surprise then that I started this blog almost 1 year ago after a dangerous level of cabin fever had set in from being cooped up inside for so long. Blogging seemed less crazy than talking to myself all day.

Flip offs are truly just for fun. But I do have high expectations for my writing journey in 2011. Over the years I have learned that to get to where you want to go, you have to surround yourself with people who are already where you want to be. This is one of the many reasons why I am so thankful to get feedback from fellow bloggers that I already think are amazing and years ahead of me in their journeys. This is also the reason why I am going to try and feature a guest blogger at least once a month to help inspire, encourage, and teach us how to be better at the things we already love. Whether it be parenthood, relationships, cooking, writing or whatever, there is never a season of our lives that getting a new perspective on things is a waste to time.

My first guest blogger will be featured this Monday, January 10th, so make sure you either check-in with me or subscribe to this blog so that it pops into your email.

Have a great weekend!

2 thoughts on “First Friday Flip Offs of 2011

  1. See? Doesn’t it feel good to get it off your chest?

    I’ll add one: A ragged cuticle, playdough crusted upwards thrust finger to the makers of Beyblades. If I have to build one more of these %#$%^ things, I’m gonna lose it for real.

    There. Now I feel better. Thank you, Emily.

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