MOI?

Somewhere in the comments section of this blog, someone suggested I write about my life ala "Sex and the City" and I had to laugh. Still laughing. My life is more like "mom in the suburbs". Make that "crazy mom in the suburbs". I don't even wear heels any more or tight clothing. I live in my birks and all kinds of flats. I'm in my t-shirts and jeans or workout clothes, though I haven't actually worked out in over a month. I remember feeling grumpy years ago, after word got to me that a woman in my community said I don't take care of my looks anymore. Sigh. I had to remind the messenger that someone's image of me was clearly not about who I really am today. The days of make-up and heels were long gone. I'm not the type to get all dolled up to bring my kids to and from school. I am someone else today. Glamour is not for me. Not so long ago, someone from an ad agency sent an email asking if I would consider doing an ad for an anti-aging product. I'm not laughing about that anymore, but I did. I believe in aging. I embrace it. Though, like everyone else, I find myself resisting change and lament the sprouting of added flesh and jiggle, I know that to go against aging is to go against nature. I can't do that. I would love to be able to exercise more, but the reality is I am tired most days and I have learned to listen to my body rather than impose on it. My partner thinks my jiggles are all woman. My kids love me, too, and make sure they add a squeeze or three, each time they tell me. So, "Sex and the City" it isn't, but my life has become so much more: balanced, inwardly rich, and infinitely more true.

Oh, and notice what the poster says after "Coming Soon"? "Only in Theaters". Ponder that.