Last week I was pretty tired and stressed and couldn't quite get the pansy right so I vocally threw a fit, the woman sitting next to me was also very vocal in telling me how easy it was for her to make pansies and how much she loved them with 10 perfectly sculpted flowers stretched out in front of her. She also reminded me of her abs and how they hurt so much because she had been working out.
Laura: "I'm glad you work-out. We uh, all need exercise."
What is it about women, where we feel the need to one up one another? Why didn't that woman show me how she got those pansies so pretty instead of making me feel like a toad?
Here is why:
The natural woman had taken over, I let it happen to me all the time. First the opportunity, spark, and then flame. It always hits me later though that I let that sort of thing take over instead of catching it when it happens, it's all part of being human.
But really ladies! I don't care that your abs hurt GUESS WHAT so do mine! Mostly because I flopped my entire body numerous times on a slip in slide but it doesn't mean I am better than anyone.
(not me but I am in the background)
I rocked the lily though, the woman couldn't quite get them to look like mine and I'm not going to lie, it felt good to do something better than her.
My last class is tomorrow night. I am debating on going or not, mostly because the cake I made fell apart and I don't have time to make another.
I am so excited to just help Natalie and learn from her, it will be much more fun and I can say what I want!
BANGERANG!
I also got my camera back today, it takes pretty pictures again!
And documents my mishaps.
i love Hook! Now I want to watch it... Anyway, I'm proud you actually took the class, even if it was kind of lame. At least you can make lilies! Tell that woman to get back to her damn pansies and stop bragging about her abs....
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