Thursday, March 23, 2006

What goes around, comes around.

I guess this saying is very true in so many respects. What goes around, comes around. Even fashion styles- which I think is funny- how twenty or thirty years later the things we poked fun of in our parents' closests are the clothes and accessories we pay big dollars to get our hands on. Sometimes we don't even spend big dollars- but we wear the stuff anyway. I am not looking forward to the day that ZUBAZ (is that how you even spell the name of those ridiculous printed pants!!!) or banana hair clips come back into fashion- even though I never wore either of them. They just aren't cute or flattering on anyone!! Just like pink stretchy pants. I'm sorry I had to be the one to say this, but if you own a pair of PINK STRETCHY PANTS- please, step away from your computer slowly, head to your closet or armoire, get those babies out and then RUN with them straight to your closest garbage and do yourself the biggest favor you can today and throw those pants in there...then take a deep breath and tell yourself you will get through this. I'm here for you if you feel you need support. Leave me a comment- or privately email me. I applaud you for taking this leap into your new world- one without pink stretchy pants.
Okay, I will down step down off of my fashion soap box- as if I had any right to be up there in the first place! Someday when I write that book of mine and I go on tour and I'm sitting on the set of the Today Show with the fashionable Katie Couric or Matt Lauer, they will probably have gotten their hands on some photos of me as a adolescent or young adult and they will post them behind me as we discuss my book. You will watch in disbelief that the pictures you see are really me. It's true. I look nothing like myself as a kid, teen or even young married, harried wife and mother. Thank goodness. Aging is being good to me in my thirties so far. I hope I stay lucky in that respect. Not that I think I look so great!- but at least I'm growing into myself and I'm definitely "improved" since so many fashion-mistakes along the way.
This post has gotten off-track from what I initially had in mind when I sat down to write it. I didn't intend to write about fashion at all. It just poured out of my heart and soul. What I wanted to touch on is how our actions affect everybody around us...and sometimes they ripple out and affect people we don't intend, or even plan on affecting. Like what I do here. I write for me. But I realize that my words aren't just hitting me- but many of you come across them and they hit you too. I wish the world were full of people wanting their words and actions to hit others in the best way possible- everyday, all the time. Unfortunately that doesn't happen- some people even try to do and say hurtful things. I don't get that- but it's a part of life and the world we live in. And I myself am not immune to hurtful words. Sometimes I lie to telemarketeers that call me at all hour of the day. Sometimes I tell them they have the wrong number when they really don't. Sometimes I tell them that I can't talk because one of my kids is vomiting in the other room- this is usually a true statement- but I think I intend it to be hurtful to my listener- they usually cut the call very quickly after that.
Today I am going to try to think before I speak. I am going to be thoughtful about my actions. I am going to try to express goodness...and if the old saying is true, goodness will come back to me. Now, if you still have a pair of pink stretchy pants lying around, I encourage you in the nicest way possible, to go throw them out. You'll thank me later. =)

10 comments:

ash said...

inspiring as always Jody, thank you for that...by the way, do black stretchy pants count?

Dawn Oberholtz said...

Yes, I too have a very hard time with thinking before I speak. Not that I am intentionally trying to be mean or anything like that. It is just hard to break a cycle of just blurting things out before thinking!! I must start doing this! And no stretch pants here. Well that isn't really true, my jeans say slight strech added for your comfort on them!LOL! Thanks again for another thought to ponder today. Dawn Oberholtz

teresa said...

hey, careful careful...my pink stretchy pants scored me my husband missy!! Course that was 19 years ago!! :) I threw them away promptly after that...

Rhonda said...

that goes for lime green stretchy pants as well.....

Jada's Gigi said...

I really do like blogging and email because I can edit what I just said. :) It never cost anything to be kind, did it? So I try to speak with that in mind though I sometimes forget and open my mouth before my brain gets into gear...Well, its nice to be reminded that what I say and do affect others, so hopefully I will try harder to act accordingly.
I'm proud to say that I have NO pink stretchy pants in my collection. :)

Anonymous said...

Jody,
I am trying not to get addicted to your blog, but alas, I am.

Are pink, shiny track pants okay? :-)

Karen

renee said...

Jodi-
Not sure, but I think Zubaz were a Minnesota thing (probably due to former wrestler Jesse Ventura!) My ex-husband used to wear Vikings Zubaz when we lived in St. Louis Park. Awful. Anyhoo - they were obnoxious! I only wore them when I was v. pregnant with Sam, my first born.
Thanks for the flashback!
renee

Anonymous said...

What a timely thing to write about. Had a woman at church say something to me the other day that was totally off the wall (& offensive as well) to me. Never mind that she is bipolar. I said to myself "that's just XXXXX" (insert a name) and she's just a bit "dingy" that way. But still the words stung a bit along with the attitude that goes with them. What we say or do can have reprecussions later on. It can hurt others, me or both! Plus can cast a "light" that shouldn't be cast!
I personally don't have 'pink stretchy things' but what a picture that is! Yes by all means if you have some, get rid of them!:-)

Gina said...

No pink stretchies here but helped give me cause for pause about a few other fashion fauxs lurking in my wardrobe!

Me! said...

(At risk of you thinking I missed the larger message in your post).


I was trying to explain to one of our 25 year old interns the other day, that the Mullet will return one day. His response, of course, was NO WAY. But in the 80's, we all said the same stuff about bell bottoms, flare legs, and bushy Brady Bunch Doo's, right?

Anyhoo...I guess I'm looking forward to the mullet coming back, so that our wedding photos can come back out of hiding, and we'll actually "Look Good"!