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In an effort to launch something in a very short timeframe, after three months of coding in off hours for stints of a few minutes at a time, I used a framework to get *something* out. This is not code I would use for a client. Ever.
In fact, if you could see my face right now, you'd realize this is a little more than painful.
But, as sometimes has to happen with personal projects, the non-paying personal site takes a backseat to quality and gets dressed in handmedown code. Thanks to VMcore for the free ride here.
You may feel average, but to Mr. Flinger and L.B. (and many of us bloggy mommies) you are more than average. You are Mrs. Flinger the Great! Everyone is average to the world in some way, but it’s more important to be EXCELLENT to the ones you love.
my best gal Cess played euphonium in highschool too! wow…nothing you say should evah surprise me. me? i played clarinet.
and i totally agree with speech jane. Everyone wants to be rich and famous and discovered but real life isn’t about that. It is about loving who you are, loving the people in your life, and now especially, it is about loving that child so that she can grow up to be glad to be alive, glad for your encouragement, and loving to others. It’s not that complicated, break it down to the simplest components..and get happy before i kick your ass. you rock, man.
I totally agree with everyone above. We all have a lot of roles in our lives, and learning how to juggle and when to be more or less of something seems to be a major part of LIFE.
I’ve never heard of a euphonium. At least you try new things! I was a piano lesson dropout and never tried any other instruments.
Dude, relax. This is time when we pin all our hopes on our children.
I played the flute and never had a “This one time..in band camp…” experience. I feel cheated.
I completely get where your writing from.
It’s really not an identity crisis, but adjusting to the new identity handed to you by parenthood. And yes, only you can reach out for your dreams like you want. That’s the only way.
Amen sistah! I recently found out that my college roomate, ie: the ditziest dumb blonde I ever knew, is now a microbiologist. Ahem. Did I go and become an MD like I had gone to school for?? Hmmm? NO. It sucks when you find out stuff like that. But on the other hand, I am well on my way to teaching yoga. Same dif right? Well at least I don’t have to have the crazy MD schedule. Things change. And we don’t mind until we are hit in the face with someone we view as “more successful.” But says who? Money doesn’t make one happy, and believe it or not, you’re not going to think with your dying breath THANK GOD I WENT TO WORK FOR 16 HOURS A DAY! No. You’re going to think of all the time you had to spend with your family.
Crap! I just wrote a long comment and lost it. I’ve just recently “met” you through your blog and I think you are one of the funniest, talented, creative people I’ve met in the blogosphere. Motherhood is full of conflicting emotions. I work with a friend (I recommended her to the position) and damn if she hasn’t gone and gotten a freakin’ promotion after six months at my company and I’ve been there nearly FIVE years. She’s got an HR background, though, and built it into her hiring contract. She also works full time and I’ve “cut back” to 4 days and I’m very happy I did that but still I am a little jealous…which stinks. Hang in there! I could write a novel here but will close now.
Oh my freakin’ GAWD! I haven’t even read the rest of your post cause I had to make the comment that I PLAYED EUPHONIUM in high school too!! But I like to call it “Baritone.”
I can’t complain too much about it cause I got to sit next to a hunky bass trombone player whom I later married.
Okay…back. “Sometimes I feel it?s hard to be set apart. I feel as if I?m just another average girl in an average house with her average Target clothing and her average hairdo and her average little life. I?m trying to find something I can excel at, something that I can do and feel good about”
I’m sitting here in my average target clothing with my average hairdo with my average little life…I’m right there with you chicka…
Spooky when you can see a part of yourself in a blog written by someone hundreds of miles away in another state. Perhaps we are all cut from the same cut of cloth and what we do with it is what matters. Kinda like a Project Runway sort of thing?!? I’m hoping that when I meet the man upstairs he won’t say…“You’re Out!”
No more euphonium? But you were the only person I knew that played….
Now what I am going to do for my Sanit Paddy’s Day Party???
I liked this post.
So real. So true.
I luff flingin’!! You’re tres chic!!
(and I enjoy keeping up w/ the flingin’ so keep it coming!)
I think being you is the best thing you can be.
I really enjoy your writing. This is one of my favorite sites to visit.
I didn’t even play a band instrument and I like you!
You, my friend, are NOT average. You’re amazing… and don’t EVER let anyone else (including yourself) make you feel that you are!!! You can do all kinds of things that I can’t. Hell, I didn’t even know what a blog was before you showed me… and I’d have no clue how to even start one of my own!
But worry not… you are not unique in feeling that way. I’ve been feeling a bit average myself lately…
Oh, yea, Starshine, did I ever say, “OH MY FREAKIN’ GAWD!” to your comment? Did I?
How cool are we! Baritone playas! ROCK ON, SISTAH.
LOL! Now I know why I like you! I played the tuba all the way through elementary and high school. I still own my tuba. I have hopes of one day having the time to join a small polka band.
I like you for other reasons, but I think you’re way cool for choosing the “fat kid instrument.”
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