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Best Legs

When my mom was 21 years old, she entered a beauty contest sponsored by Movieland Magazine – “Your Legs Can Be Your Fortune”. After her entry was received, a letter was sent to my dad confirming her registration. It was clear he had to approve her participation.

When the judging was complete, she received a Western Union telegram telling her she was their 7th place winner. In addition to flowers, her prizes included three pairs of Holeproof Hosiery plus one pair of Willys of Hollywood Hosiery valued at $5 per pair. Of course she would also appear in the magazine.

My mom – 7th Place Winner

I know that I could never win a best legs contest, but I’m sure my daughter could – her legs go on for days. Now if I could only get her to wake up.

She’s adopted

May the farce be with you!

Your IFF,

Pam

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Sometimes You Just Gotta Dance

My mom is in an assisted living facility 900 miles from my home. She chose to live there because she knows she’s no longer able to survive on her own. However, she hates the place with a passion – at least that’s what she tells my sister and me.

For years, Mom has been generally negative, unhappy, critical and often mean. Moving to assisted living hasn’t made it any better. Like most people, she takes out her frustrations on those closest to her.

Before I visited this summer, I thought about what I could do to lighten the mood and arrived at a brilliant idea. I decided to dance – down the hallway to her apartment, in her apartment and leaving the building with her. Dance makes me feel better, so I thought it might make her feel better too.

When I first arrived at the facility, I turned on my playlist and started dancing right away as I walked through the front door. There weren’t many people around, but those who were met me with a huge smile.

Dancing down the hall, I invited others to dance with me but only one wheelchair bound woman took me up on my offer. She could really move her hands – great sense of rhythm.

My mom started laughing as soon as I danced into her apartment. That set the tone for the entire visit. I danced along side her on our way to the car, danced around staff and around residents. No one joined in, but everyone stopped to watch, laugh and smile.

At the end of the day when I danced my way out of the building, one of the staff members stopped and thanked me. She said I “made her day”. By telling me that, she made mine.

I continued to dance each time I visited Mom and this was the first time we parted on good terms with no altercations.

Dance is good for the body and the soul.

Sometimes you just gotta dance.

May the farce be with you!

Your IFF,

Pam

Check out this funny video of a young man dancing because he lost a bet, and note how strangers can’t help but join in.

Carpmentalizing

This past year has been tough – mourning the loss of loved ones and anticipating more loss.

To manage my stress, I tried compartmentalizing my worries. Everything went in its own little box, safely stored until I was ready to deal with it.

That worked until the boxes started to leak – they weren’t strong enough to contain my fears.

After a bit of struggling, I brought humor into the mix. Rather than boxes, I started putting everything into carp. Yes, carp.

Humor strengthened my containers and so far it’s working out well. The image alone, makes me laugh which has the added benefit of relieving stress.

Following are my top three comcarpments.

1. My dad’s in the final stages of Alzheimer’s. He’s there at the front of the carp and I can look at him anytime.

Comcarpmentalizing

When my dad was younger, he didn’t take carp from anyone

 

2. My mom also has health issues and recently moved into assisted living. She has to sell her home, which compounds her situation. As a result, she blends in more with her carp, making her a little harder to see.

Comcarpmentalizing

My mom used to love fishing for compliments

3. A woman who’s close to me found a lump in her breast. Thankfully she’s okay. Before we knew the outcome of her tests, I only put her boob in a carp. I wanted to keep the rest of her accessible.

Comcarpmentalizing

Cod, I’m glad she’s okay

 

As I need to address each of these situations, I open the carp’s mouth to deal with what’s inside. Humor hasn’t fixed my problems but it’s helped.

As they say: Carpe Carp Diem – seize the carp of the day!

May the farce be with you!

Your IFF,

Pam

 

Flogitters, Movies and Books – Oh, My!

Remember when I told you that I was pursuing a career in writing? Well, I thought you might be interested in getting a sneak preview of my first book. It’s a spoof of self-help books. Readers will learn how to improve their lives by deflecting responsibility and blaming others.  My book outlines how to effectively blame the three most common “Blamies”: “The Man”, your mother and religion in significant areas of life such as weight/appearance, personal relationships, work, finances and sports. The first draft is finished and is currently being reviewed by two friends (thanks Pam and John).  As you can see, I’m still very early in the process.

Ironically enough, I was inspired to write this book after reading “I Can Do It” by Louise Hay – a motivational book that focuses on the value of positive affirmations and is the antithesis of my first book.

Some may find it curious why I’m not writing about Human Resources. I will be. Those books are coming next – but they won’t be typical or serious as I plan to continue in the humor genre. There’s a myth that Human Resource professionals don’t have a sense of humor. The truth is that we do – the outside world just doesn’t see it very often because of our need to be sensitive to others. Since I’m not actively practicing HR, I see no reason to put all my hard earned Psy-Ficology to waste!

I hope you enjoy this little film that I made through xtranormal.com (GREAT website) that encapsulates the essence of my book. It is entitled “It’s Not My Fault”. Note how our heroine deflects responsibility and assigns blame, how she effectively utilizes the three Blamies and how her life is improved because of it. They say a picture is worth a thousand words, so I will let this movie do the talking for me.

I would sure appreciate it if you would tell your friends about this post and visit again or subscribe. New posts are added every week. Building a following on this blog may eventually help me sell my book.

And one more thing – let me know what you think by casting your vote at the poll shown below. Comments are also appreciated.

May the farce be with you!

Your IFF and Psy-Ficologist,

Pam

Next time we go back to a Blog Story (BS) where I will be talking about roaches – the kind with legs.

If you want to view the film directly on Xtranormal or Youtube, do a search for “It’s Not My Fault By Pam Waits”.

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