Sunday, August 06, 2006

Plain & Simple

I am plain and simple.

A white t-shirt kinda girl.

Wheat bread with low-fat mayo.

Sunscreen with 45 SPF.

I am a no-name designer chick. Don’t care what the label says, as long as it fits and I feel comfortable. And it doesn’t cost too much.

I’m average. My smile lights up a room sometimes, when I’m sincere. When am I sincere?

I can be filet mignon, but don’t put it past me to order a burger. Nah, scratch that. Not a burger girl. Now a panini with roasted peppers and mozz.

Vanilla shake, no gimmicks. Highlights were a big step for me. So was costume jewelry. Shoes: Payless or Target… Mano-Bla-Who?

No belts. I’m accessory-less, and like it that way.

Makeup, more not that often. Base—I have nothing to cover up. You can see it all. Just look. There aren’t really any secrets. What you see is what you get.

A vanilla wafer. Reliable. You always know it’s going to taste good. You can count on me, most of the time, unless I say Yes, when I really should have said No, and then I get brave and tell you no afterall.

I’ll have you over, I’ll drink wine with you. A box of Reduced-fat wheat thins. Some cut-up block of cheese. If you’re lucky, Havarti, smooth and creamy to go along with the low-fat wheat thins.

No gimmicks. It’s just me. Take it or leave it.

Not gonna try to one-up you on the things I have, the money we make, the trips we take. Don’t care that I drive a mini-van. It’s me. Simple as that.

When I’m sad. You know it. Because I am a hermit crab, stuck inside the shell, not willing to get out there and search for a larger, more colorful one. I’ll stay there until I am too crunched inside and feel the pain of the confines of my shell.

Then I have to leave, whether I want to or not.

Bland. But not bland like plain oatmeal; maybe a touch of cinnamon. Get me in the right frame of mind, and I’m fun to be around. Will smile at everyone in the room. Will ask you about you. What do you do? What’s your favorite thing to do? Why did you choose to be who you are? When I’m out of my shell, I will pull you out of yours. Even if you are so far deep inside, you haven’t seen the sunlight in ages.

I’m not a perfectionist, but I want to be something. I want to do something. I am someone. I have done some things. I am a mother; a wife; sometimes a lover; a daughter; a sister; an in-law. A friend.

I always write thank you notes. Thanks for the night over. Thanks for the cookies. Thanks for bringing me flowers on a day you knew I was sad. Thanks for rejecting me.

I’m nice. I won’t make you feel as if you don’t belong at the party. In fact, I’ll seek you out. Want to talk to you. Will want to get to know you. Want to hear your stories. Because maybe someday, I can weave those stories into mine.

A white t-shirt, non-descript; no label. Nothing you’d look twice at if you passed me on the street. But if you saw me laughing, you can bet I’m usually pretty happy. Sincerity, truth, plain and simple. Kind, yet there is a mean bolt hidden inside. Many people haven’t seen it. There’s no need for mean-ness. Not in my world.

I don’t know how to end this. I’m just a white t-shirt, drinking some white wine, laughing at something funny and stupid I’ve said. I crack up at stupid things I’ve said. Yeah, I guess I do like me how I am. Yeah. I do.

Because I will make you feel as if I care. Because I do.

22 comments:

Ramblin Rose said...

and this is why I Like you!! Well Written!! My kind of friend!!


mwah!!

RR

r martini said...

All the questions I'd thought I'd ask you answered in one plain & simple blog.

:)

Swishy said...

Except I disagree with the average part! You're down-to-earth, but NOT average!

TTQ said...

Amen! Your blog always speaks to me. We may be very diffrent but I love your ease of storytelling!

Hotwire said...

this is really nice. are there any more like you out there?

Manic Mom said...

I am sooo feeling the love! What a nice way to start my Monday.

B. said...

Thank you for sharing that with us. Especially those of us who are also very low-maintenance and sort of plain. :)

Eileen said...

We like you just the way you are...

cubmommy said...

What a great post! I am glad there is someone out there like me!

You are awesome!

mama kay said...

Ditto to Ramblin Rose ... that is exactly what I was thinking .. this is why I like her, because she is so like me - or I am so like her.
Beautiful!

pog mo thoin said...

No! You are not just plain, not average! The courage it takes to be straight forward and honest makes you exceptional! You and everyone else out there who has the courage to face the world, just as themselves.

Drew Blackstone said...

Not too hot, not too cold, just right. And you always take time to say nice things on other people's blogs. You rock. :)

girlieH said...

It is so much easier being a laid back person. High maintenance is not my cup of tea either.

Nancy said...

What about the thank you note:

Dear Nance,

Thanks for making my kids walk three miles. And then another mile for ice cream. Thanks for the stench of urine I can't seem to get out of my head. thanks for nothing.

XOXOX,
Manic

Manic Mom said...

Nancy--you didn't get my thank you note for that amazing day in Philly? Dang, musta got lost in the mail! Or in the stinky piss-filled elevator!

Debbie said...

I like this post. I think there a lot of people who are just white T-shirts and that's a good thing.

I am suddenly crazinf a panini with roasted veggies and moz cheese and a vanilla shake to wash it down.

TTQ said...

You are cordially invited to an Open Blog Party, A Mixer, A Happy Hour.. A meet and greet! on Bumble Blog
Bring all your blogging friends..Sign my guest book..have all your friends sign my guest book leaving your name. You have chance to become the Queen of My Blogging Castle!

Andie said...

you are awesome.

now I want a vanilla milkshake.

Melanie Lynne Hauser said...

I'll be in Naperville for a book signing on Thursday; we could go out after for a vanilla milkshake! (Or a martini. Your pick.)

JD said...

I loved your post - I feel like you described me. Isn't it so validating to know that other people are like that and enjoy being white t-shirt people and aren't yearning to be spectacular & famous? Oh, not that you aren't spectacular - because obviously you are. I'm beyond spectacular, but everyone already knows that about me;)

Kelli in the Mirror said...

What a fabulous post! I want to come be your friend now.
And drink a vanilla milkshake while I'm at it.

Manic Mom said...

Milkshakes all around folks!

You're all so cool!