I just got an email from a mom of an artist- I like her very much and adore her daughter- but don’t know them much outside of the studio.
In my reply email she asked of my name change in my signature line -which has reflected over the last several months my maiden name (but with my previous married name in brackets). Admittedly a little confusing – but for fear of losing any business momentum.
“Did you get married?”
I said ‘No, but I will one day’ and made the light of it that I feel. Truly.
She felt terrible for prying and said. “Sorry, I am a terrible insensitive foot in the mouth”
When I think about it now that reaction has a slight implication that my life is less than or that the question would hurt a little. Although it was meant very well.
I could not wait to respond quickly “No ! I hate safe distance and love all questions”
It made me think about how I am a recovering WASP and I really want to be less private than I was raised to be. I love to connect with people and show them my human side. Fact is I almost can’t bear to go back and forth with the BS that is otherwise the norm. You know what they say about a WASP – it is all stiff upper lip until you get 6 Scotches in you and the pearls come off.
Life is short. Give me the hard questions.
ha, I have far too little filter, and it has its own problems! 😀
I love you moar. And I’ve got them bones too, only they’re deeply buried beneath the layers of scotch. *twirls pearls around finger* Heh. 😉
oh jilly that is not me- I don’t need any truth serum. And you know I can’t drink much!
6 Scotches? I’m impressed!
Sounds like you had a great summer with the short people. Looking forward to seeing you in the land of the taller people.
I love you because there isn’t a single wasp bone in your bod!
I love this… xox