I'm socially awkward....
Pfft, there - I've said it.
I am, really. I'll see something and have a thought about it and before I can fully think about the words coming out of my mouth, they're spilling all over the place.
Sometimes it's .. meh, whatever - let's see what happens and other times I'm back pedaling and tripping over my tongue repeatedly to fix it.
And ya know, I can't always do that. I've actually given up on some situations recently -- OK - I've given up on one situation where one person ever, in the history of Jenn couldn't lighten up. Boo!
I tell people this awkwardness of mine and they somehow seem shocked. Of course it's people who DON'T know me well or just met me, because - ya know I can tuck my crazy in good and tight around new people.
You can only contain the beast for so long before she comes on out and raises her freak flag high, bouncing around like a squirrel on crack. Yep, that's me.
Mostly, it's fine. As long as you know me it's fine.
I will also talk to most anyone. If a fly were to land long enough, I'd become good buddies with it because I have that goofy way about me.
Again, people who don't know me miss that.
I have a point to all of this, I swear :)
It cracks me up when people who don't know me... at all... see me as "unapproachable" or stuck up.. Ha! Clearly you have no idea of the inner turmoil going on inside me. The contained freak that wants to run over and be your very best friend in the whole wide world. I want to hug you and squeeze you and take you home and feed you cake. See, I told you... freak.
Oh stop... I've never once uttered the words 'It puts the lotion on the skin." lol (look it up if you don't get it, sheesh)
Meh, again whatever. I am who I am and I'm a pretty old me - so chances are I'm not changing.
The point is....
We all have an inner freak. I don't care what you say.
My husband. Big tough looking biker dude.
Freak.
Yep, he's a freak. He doesn't want you to know it, but he's a total goof ball. When he thinks no one's looking - he's being quite the fool and I just LOVE IT! He is enjoying his life. Even the crappy parts!
Listen, we're all on this planet for a very short time. Sometimes life is just going to SUCK. No way around it. You have to take that crappy part and look for the good in it, because it's there. No one said you need to be all pinched up while you're here. No sense in being angry or soooo serious. Lighten the heck up. Relax...
Dance like no one's watching, sing like no one can hear and....
WAVE THAT FREAK FLAG HIGH, BABY!!
Have fun.
These are the things I learned from my daddy.
Be funny, be silly and have fun.
Life is too short to waste it on bad feelings.
Happy Father's Day to all you awesome dads out there AND to the moms pulling double duty.
Especially to my wonderful husband for being a great dad and to my daddy & poppie in heaven.
You all rock!!!
Thank you for reading this morning's silliness.
~Jenn
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You are so right! Sometimes I let the bad stuff, get to me. So right now, because of this post - I am raising my FREAK FLAG high...I am me and there's only one me. :-) All is good.
ReplyDeleteFly it, Girlfriend <3
DeleteI tend to be quiet around people I do not know well, because I know I have no filter and I am afraid of saying something that will be totally misinterpreted by people who do not understand a twisted mind.
ReplyDeleteHappy Father's Day, Cranky!
DeleteGet.Out.Of.My.HEAD!! lol *goes and puts FREAK flag on my imaginary flag pole* hehe! Great post!
ReplyDeleteJust another reason why I love you--I know I'm gonna feel good after reading your posts. Your optimism is contagious! Love where you said, "tuck my crazy in good and tight...: that's brilliant. Any time you want to hug me and squeeze me and feed me cake, I'm all yours! XO
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