Diva Forever

My husband gave me a really great book for a late Christmas present. It is titled "Lost Diva's" and is about the women that were opera singers before the age of television and film. They were huge stars on the stage before they disappeared from the public eye, as they were replaced by film stars. It came with a CD of original recordings and is a beautiful, large black and white photo/coffee table book. I really love it........because I really like opera, and am fascinated with history and the clothes, and lifestyle, etc. of women before 1970.

But.......the other reason I liked the book was because of the title...."Lost Diva's".

You see.....I too, am a lost diva.....

....and in this day and age of women never dressing up, never wearing makeup, having the foulest mouths I've ever heard, spending so much time on their families, or their jobs, and not on themselves............well,....I consider it a lost art....

Now, on the web site www.divasthesite.com it states that the diva criteria is:
*Extraordinary glamour
*Mystery
*A liberal sprinkling of tragedy
*And most of all....endurance throughout the years...

Well...I guess I qualify....but there are several other ways to know....

"How do I know if I am a diva?" you may ask....
"How will I know when I see one" you may inquire....
"How will I know if my girlfriend/wife is one?" you may wonder.....

Ask, inquire, or wonder no longer, reader, as I can answer these questions with the following Diva requirements.

YOU KNOW YOU ARE A DIVA, IF:

*You find yourself taking more than 45 minutes to get ready.

*You change your outfit, at LEAST 3 times a morning, before you get the right combination to go with your mood.

*You are anticipating the next season in fashion, and already have started collecting the pictures from fashion magazines for your bulletin board "outfit ideas".

*You have at LEAST five pair of black shoes. (not counting boots...)

*You would NEVER swear in public, and try to always maintain your cool in a sticky situation.

*If you go skiing and wipe out on the ski slope, you are glad that your outfit matches and looks good when the ski guys come to get you on that little emergency sled.

*You can stay up until 3:00 in the morning and still look good, whether you are performing, out dancing, or just driving your friends home. (since a diva never drinks and makes a fool of herself, so she is always the designated driver)

*You crave the limelight, whether it be singing in front of an audience, acting in a play, being in charge of a project, leading a PTO meeting, or just speaking out in public whenever possible.

*You take the time to finish your makeup, in the car, even though you are late for your child's conference at school.

*You don't like planning meetings or making appointments early in the morning, as you know that you don't look as good early in the day, and you will have to rush with the aforementioned requirements for the diva...i.e. clothing choice, and having full makeup on.

*You CAN NOT ever wear anything that doesn't match----even when dressing down, at home,....your socks must match, etc.

*Your child has to remind you that you haven't gotten his/her breakfast, as you were trying to decide what to wear.

*You love getting your picture taken, as you are very photogenic and usually look better in photographs, than in real life.

*You really enjoy making the family all match on Sundays when you all go to church together, and love it when someone notices.

*You secretly wish that there was paparazzi outside your house, as you always look "put together" when going shopping, or to the grocery store.

*You have at LEAST two mirrors in your bedroom, one being a mandatory full length mirror.

*You only buy "thin" mirrors to place in your home and abhor "fat" mirrors----they are the devil.

*You always make sure that you slip out and re-apply your lipstick if someone brings out a camera.

*If you ever go outside your home with no makeup on, you wear big dark glasses, as you feel naked without "your face" on.

*You are NEVER afraid of over acessorizing, as you love to do it and remember to be discreet.

*You put an outfit together and look good, even if you aren't going anywhere during the day, and only cleaning your house...you never know when someone might stop by...

*Your hair is always stylish, and you are upset if you see any pictures of yourself over the years where your hair style hasn't changed.....you MUST do something a bit different at least each year...

*You are the vainest person that you know...

There you go....
The mystery is over....
Lost divas, unite....

Nice Guys Finish Last

I really wanted to review holiday movies and the fact that I am the only person that didn't especially like the King Kong movie.... I found it way too stressful and the best part of it was the ape.... I decided that I want him to be my friend....

But then, certain events in my life have made me turn from my favorite way of escaping...movies...and think about some other, deep mysteries of life....

....like why is it that nice guys/girls always finish last?

I have gone through my life, being a bit of a rebel, but really actually being a nice person. I don't do much road rage. (unless I'm really late) I tend to be short sometimes with retail workers, but only because they tend to be more inept than when I was one, and actually really DID know how to count back money!
I think that I am a fair mother, and when I asked my kids to do something, always added a "please" after it, so they didn't feel as if I was ordering them about... (This I decided to do, when in high school I saw a woman totally berate and tell her child what to do...loudly...in public....much like a dog...) I try not to gossip about people, and even though I come across as an aggressive person, who doesn't care what anyone thinks of me, I really just want people to like me and I want to be accepted for who I am..

So, why is it, that I feel that no matter what I do, I can't ever get ahead?

You know.....in that financially, "making my dreams come true" sort of way...

I can't really relate the specific events that happened that caused me to
re-evaluate this situation, as those involved would certainly retaliate....but lets just say that I feel that certain people have taken a knife to my chest, cut my heart out, then cooked it for dinner and eaten it, right before me....

I keep thinking back on choices that I have made to get to where I am now.....

Perhaps I should have joined that band after high school, and not gone to college...

Perhaps I should have never let my dad talk me into going to BYU that year...

Perhaps I should have gone to Milan to model when I was offered and left my two small children...

Perhaps I should have tried out for those movies that required me to use language that I didn't think was right...

Perhaps I shouldn't have gone skiing that New Years day...

Perhaps I should have not let someone move me all over the country every two years...

Perhaps I shouldn't have had Norwegian "nannies" for my kids while they were small, so I could model and do commercials...

Perhaps I should have been the kind of person that doesn't care about fashion, makeup, hair, and how I look...

Perhaps I should have stayed in California, and never had "seasons" again...

Perhaps I should have been more strict with my children and not tried to be their "friend"...

Perhaps I should stop trying to make it as a singer---even though I have tried for over 25 years...

Perhaps I should go back to college, then I could be hired as a drama teacher, even though I have enough experience to do it, without....

Perhaps I should have been a nurse, like my father wanted me to, or gone to business school, or gotten my real estate license and sold expensive properties, or just married a filthy rich man..........

........Now, wait a minute.....THAT is the only decision that I don't question....I know that my hubby is the only one for me....of course....we are MEANT for each other.........you may ask "Why"?

Because.......he's a nice guy......