The video for “A day in and a night out” for BlogHer and Macy’s “Putting it all together” series IS DONE!
I love it.
And I’m posting it here today with a few explanations to go along with it. (You can see my “behind the scenes” story and photos here.)
(Click on the speaker icon in the middle of the screen to play audio!)
About those few TINY disclaimers/explanations….
Mainly, uh…about my “beautiful” outfit for “A day in”.
There is a reason I walked around looking color blind, people. I told the story when filming but it ended up on the cutting room floor, so I’ll tell it here.
One of my favorite sets of PJ’s are scrub bottoms and a long sleeve white tshirt.
Sometimes when I have a fierce streak of lazy going on and I need to run to grab a gallon of milk or to get a Diet Coke or fill up the car with gas, I will put on my scrub top over my tshirt and tennis shoes in the hopes that people will think that I have come off a long back-to-back medical shift and that instead of that I am totally lazy and fiercely addicted to being comfortable, I am just REALLY DEVOTED TO MY JOB.
(Disclaimer: I never actually SAY I am a medical professional. AND, I do not think medical people walk around looking like ick. Pinky swear. However, If I were one and had to work some of those crazy shifts I can say with certainty that I would look like utter road kill at the end of it though. Thus the inspiration. Heh.)
Erin liked the story so she stuck me in the zebra pj’s and scrub top and her red fuzzy socks. (And truthfully, if it stood between me and my Diet Coke I would totally go through my gas station drive through in that, so…yeah. Hey, at least I’m honest about it.)
I wish I could wear dresses.
But I have cankles.
And legs that should be seen by NO ONE.
God gave me many beautiful features. My legs are not one of them. :)
I DO wear dresses on occasion. AND, they ALWAYS go to the floor.
However, it usually is more for things like this:
Or like this. (Hi. My name is Tiny Tim, dudes.)
It was the time of my life.
(You can be part of the rest of the series by leaving comments on Susan’s blog, Friday Playdate as we continue the series by sharing ideas for the 2nd installment about how we “give back” in our communities.)
P.S. My name really isn’t Tim.
P.P.S. Nor am I tiny.
P.P.P.S. Although once you’ve weighed 300 lbs, everything is tiny so I am not complaining about my size.
P.P.P.P.S. Nor am I complaining about anything about myself. For one that was labled a “far away face girl” I think I (and we all) look GREAT in the video.
P.P.P.P.P.S. Really, I have zero complaints about things right now.
P.P.P.P.P.P.S. Ok, maybe there is one, and it is that I am pretty sure I have strep throat.
P.P.P.P.P.P.P.S. Which means I pretty much woke up with a sore throat that is so bad I have to mentally gear up each time I swallow my own saliva.
P.P.P.P.P.P.P.P.S. Hopefully it will go away soon. I live in perpetual fear of having to be checked into the hospital.
P.P.P.P.P.P.P.P.P.S. I loathe hospitals with the power of a thousand burning suns.
P.P.P.P.P.P.P.P.P.P.S. Really, the only good things that come with hospital stays are warm blankets and good drugs.
P.P.P.P.P.P.P.P.P.P.P.S. And, you know, the very BEST thing about hospitals are the AWESOME MEDICAL PEOPLE THAT DO NOT LOOK FRAZZLED OR LAZY OR RUMPLED OR BERAGGLED OR ANYTHING BUT ALL SUPER HOT AND “MCDREAMY” IN THEIR LEGITIMATE AND NON-POSER SCRUBS AND THAT WOULD NEVER SEND A POOR LOCAL BLOGGER HATE MAIL OR MISS THE STICK WHEN SHE HAS TO GO IN FOR ANY KIND OF TREATMENT BECAUSE UNLIKE HER YOU ARE LOVELY FABULOUS PEOPLE THAT DO NOT SUCK. :)
P.P.P.P.P.P.P.P.P.P.P.P.S. Hey, I know! If you have to go out looking like ick you could just say you are a blogger like “Looney Tunes”! For reals. Are we even now? :)