Last night I was flipping through stations (I know; last post I was also watching tv! sorry!) and landed on Nebo TV showing the second best part of the Miss Payson beauty pageant: the infamous "lifestyle and fitness" swimming suit competition. (the best part of course is the questions!) Anyhow, I was feeling quite uncomfortable for these girls flouncing around in their half-nakedness. Some did have some good tone in their thighs, though- that was cool. ANYWAY,
Later that night I was dreaming. I was in a pageant! At church. No swimsuit thankfully, but it was the dreaded talent competition. I was going to sing! Yes, I am Russell's wife after all...."My Country, 'Tis of Thee" was the song. Before singing, I was thinking of bailing. But I knew I couldn't. There was a USU scholarship to be won. I wondered to myself....singing ain't my thing- why didn't I practice? Why didn't I write a poem? (I was a really good poet once when I had love wounds to write about). Then I realized I should have brought my HULA-HOOP. Because I am a great hoola-hoop artist! I should have put that in the agenda at last year's family reunion. But I sang and sucked the microphone and was "pitchy" but it was okay.
Moral of the story: I do have a talent. I am a good hoola-hooper. Anyone up for a contest?
Thursday, May 29, 2008
Posted by cold cocoa at 12:42 PM