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Final Muse of the Month

by Ginger

Well, today is the last day of my musings for the month, but check in once in a while as I’ve gotten sort of hooked on talking to friends and family and strangers alike that I am likely to post throughout February as well! There are a few things I wanted to tell you and share with you and get your input on that I just didn’t have time to do in these first 31 days of the New Year. (Do you realize if you write “new year” -- lowercase -- in Word that spell-check will automatically make it upper case? I’m not sure this is correct AP style, the only style I’ve been writing in since my first journalism class in 1980.) Anyway, I digress, which is really the part about blogging that I like most. It can be a formal article -- which is what I have a tendency to write, being a writer and all -- or it can be rambling stream of consciousness. It’s not like I’m communicating with hundreds of thousands of people -- yet. But I would enjoy a wider audience for some of my musings, so I’ll just put that out in the world. I do not, however, want it badly enough to do what Jessica Coen did -- working for Gawker and having to spew sarcasm and insults all day. (Spew and receive it back, I might add. Talk about cyberbullying. She tired of it fairly quickly.) I’d like to do important things with my writing ... like write about fashion and how women who feel as if they look great emanate a kind of confidence that surpasses any outward beauty. I know it sounds shallow -- it’s hard to describe. But I have been in a shop with a woman who was desperate to find just the right outfit for a date with her husband and, for someone like me where shopping for clothing comes so naturally (hey, we all have a talent) I just jumped right in, sized up her, well, size and style and in less than five minutes she was fabulous ... this fantastic dark dark blue corset-like scoop-neck top with raw khaki edges, hip white cords (yes, in the middle of winter) peek-a-book platform shoes, she was hugging me and laughing and asking me when I would be in the store again to help her. This interaction made her day, and I know she went out with her husband that night a confident, sexy, interesting woman -- and not just for him, but for her, too. This is something I can do. Now, don’t ask me to do this to my home, I simply can’t. I don’t know why. Different canvas, I guess. For that I leave to my friends who are good at it -- one you have met in my blogs, Mr. Shane Meder. He does for homes and parties and events what I can do for women shoppers. (Oh, and Shane, by the way, if you are reading, could you please return the DVD to the Blockbuster on Mt. Vernon by tomorrow (Friday, Feb. 2) or else I will own it. Which, if it is a good DVD and you liked it, okay, but I barely own any DVDs -- do I want to start a collection by default?) But Shane is the master. Tune in another day and I will share one of his really fun party tips that I used myself just last Saturday night. Anyway, I digress. From my digression. See? Isn’t this fun?

I wanted to write about my boyfriend -- man, I wish there was a different word for that when you’re in your 40s. (Well, he’s just in his 30s, and I wanted to write about that in particular). I wanted to write a sweet one and then a funny one about the term “Cougar,” which apparently I am. So again, stay tuned.

I wanted to write more about parenting, spirituality, the power of soccer moms, the gratitude I have for my incredible circle of girlfriends, the pros and cons of single parenthood, why we women are so hard on ourselves and I wanted to take a poll as to would you rather feel/be beautiful when you are young or when you are older? I wanted to talk about child issues such as drugs, anxiety, dating; the powerful influence of media on our children (and possibly on ourselves); I wanted to talk about my oldest and still quite dear friendships, and why I rarely let go of anyone... I wanted to share more of my dating foibles and follies and fun, and I wanted to express some of the ideas in the books I am reading, “Ask and it shall be given” and “Eat, Pray, Love,”

But I won’t get to all of this on my “Muse of the Month” beat. After all, there are only 31 days in January, and today is day 31. Good thing I didn’t have February, huh?