It's Saturday! YAY!! I woke up this morning...at 10:15 thankfully...because I said I wanted to sleep in...and I had a song in my head. Have you even just woken up and had a song playing over and over in your head? Kinda like listening to the radio but the same song keeps repeating itself because the DJ is stuck in the bathroom trying to get rid of his Chinese food that he ate the night before. Yeah, it's like that.
The song? Photograph by Nickelback. It's on my mp3 player, which is what I fall asleep listening to so I went upstairs and checked it to see if maybe it was the last thing playing as I drifted off to sleep. Nope. Porn Star Dancing was playing. If you've read my previous blogs, you'd know that's one of my favorite songs. So all I can think of is that Photograph maybe was playing when I actually did fall asleep. I don't know.
ANYWAY.....speaking of Porn Star Dancing...those of you that are on my Facebook may remember that a while back I asked a question about careers. Let me see if I can find that..... Oh yes, here it is:
A question for all my "over-40" friends: If you could go back and re-start your life at 18 years old and could ONLY change your career path, what would your change be?
I was and I wasn't surprised at the responses I got. I guess I wasn't taking into effect, all the things going on in our world today. The politics, the economic standings, the outrageous price of gasoline, interest rates.....and I could go on all day long. Anyway, I guess when I asked the question, I was being a bit naive. And trying to have fun with it.
Here's what I got back: Several would have went into the medical field. Some say entrepreneur. Some say criminal justice. Some say they wouldn't change their careers. One gal even said she would have been a stripper! Now..... there were a lot more responses on that post but I don't have all day man! Someone asked me what MY career change would be and I think you all would be very very surprised!
When I think of what I "wanted" to be, this is what pops into my head: Dancing. Or this: A Fly Girl. I like to think of "dancers" as all-over-the-place, flexible, fast, and happy. But you know...as hard as I try...I can't smile when I dance. I try. Then I get to laughing. It's like I have to take it seriously or goofy. There's no middle or gray area. *sigh*
So I can't be a fly girl; or a solid gold dancer; because I'd be way too serious. But I love the way they dance. Always have. And the costumes they got to wear!! Loved them. That was just as important as the dance or the dancer itself! I think someone needs to bring these shows back!!!
And that, people, is my "dream job." How many of you were really surprised by this? If you've seen me dance EVER, then you should be pretty darned surprised!! And if you've ever even seen me, you should be shocked! So although it makes me laugh when I read that Sheila joked about being a stripper...as if she was really joking, come on.....I think she was pretty par for the course. At least my course.
I don't doubt for one second that if I HAD the body to be a stripper, I'd be doing it. And loving it. And packing a gun in my bra the whole time!! Hahahahaha I kill me! I don't know if I've seen one too many movies in my life but when I think of "accomplished strippers," I think of women that make A LOT of money, take it home in cash every night and stash it away in their make-shift pantry, in what looks like big cans of spaghetti sauce, fake fronted boxes of lasagna noodles, and green beans, but are really fire-safe containers. And they close the doors on THAT so that the "naked eye" sees ONLY the real pantry. Filled with ramen noodles and laxatives. Because that's what they would live on.
Yes, I believe I've seen one too many movies.
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