Baby Face Theory

Lately I seem to be surrounded by either newborn babies or wonderful women about to have babies. Amongst all the baby talk there is one question that always becomes a part of the discussion - “I wonder who the baby will look like?”

It is time to stop the wondering.

As I have mentioned in previous entries, I have a lot theories. In time I hope to divulge them all to you in hopes of making you think of your own. One of my personal favourites tackles the daunting question of who our babies will look like. I must make a disclaimer now that this theory is only 99.9% accurate. I will admit that I have found a few instances where it doesn’t apply however that seems to be the case for most research.

My “Baby Face Theory” is as follows:

The first born child will look like the father and the second will look more like the mother. Then the third goes back to the father and so on and so forth. I’m sure some of you are thinking that this is a crazy theory but if you put it to the test you will see just how accurate it is.

So fellow blog readers, I put the challenge out there to test my theory and let me know if you agree.

Young at heart.

When you’re young your whole life is about the pursuit of fun. Then you grow up and learn to be cautious. You could break a bone or a heart. You look before you leap and sometimes you don’t leap at all because there’s not always someone there to catch you. And in life there’s no safety net.

Most people who know me would say I am very optimistic. I do try to learn from every experience and turn it into something positive. However, sometimes I fall off the sturdy rails of the positive track and instead of having fun, I get scared.

So the question is when did it stop being fun and start being scary? Why do we lose that excitement for life that little kids always have?

I think it is when we start to compare ourselves to others, when we try to accommodate everyone, when we become practical but lose faith and hope, and when we lose sight of how there are many people less fortunate.

I want to make the right decisions in my life but too often I find myself wanting others to make them for me because I’m scared to make those big leaps. Well after a little soul searching I have decided to leave fear being and start having fun again. There may not be a life safety net, but there are those people you can rely on to help break the fall. I’m still going to look before I leap because I’m not that spontaneous, but I’m going to have a little more faith in that everything is going to be ok. Actually, it’s going to be great!

So the next time you see a little kid having fun, like my niece in this picture, let that be a reminder of enjoying the journey of life.

Did Snow White ever really look in the mirror?

You know what is scary? When you look in the mirror and notice that your tan has faded so much during the winter that your entire body is the same colour as your boobs!

We all know that the skin colour on our chest (for women) is the purest representation of our natural skin colour. It is the one area that never totally gets direct sunlight, unless you are in Europe with the rest of the topless tanners. Infact the chest area is often used to measure how well we are tanning.

So in the winter, months and months will pass without your body seeing the light of day and it is not a good thing. I find my confidence in my looks definitely hits an all time low. Sure the dermatologists think that no tan is a good thing, but lets just mention all the reasons why a tan is just fab-u-lous:

1. You don’t have to wear makeup
2. All your clothes look better on
3. Imperfections are harder to spot
4. Confidence increases dramatically

It is always this time of year where I’m torn between going to the tanning bed or waiting until summer. I know that beds are bad, but I can’t stand to look at myself any longer. Isn’t everything ok to do in moderation? My thought is that I could go to the tanning bed a couple of times and then call it a day.

All I can say is that I’m so jealous of those people with olive skin, my boyfriend being one of them. They do not know how great they have it!

Change the world with a wave.

There are a lot of terrible drivers out there, especially in the winter time. I can’t decide if it is because people are distracted or maybe they never truly learned the rules of the road. Sometimes I want to yell out the window and say, “What is wrong with you people?”

Now I will admit that I make mistakes from time to time but I think the one main difference between me and the other guy is that I always wave. I think a honest wave makes all the difference.

Have you ever had someone cut you off on the highway? Do you get angry?

Well have you ever noticed how if they raise their hand and wave, that your mood quickly changes? This simple gesture is a way of acknowledging the mistake or thanking the person for understanding. In my mind, this acknowledgement makes it all ok.

My theory is if you cause another car to change the way they are driving because of your actions, then they deserve a wave. I challenge everyone to feel the difference. The next time you are cut off on the road, see if a simple wave changes your mood. If it does, please make the effort to start doing it too.

Stylish or just plain annoying?

There are a few purchases that I have regretted, especially when you know you should be saving money. I bought this delightful sweater around Christmas time. It is the kind of sweater that works with many outfits since it is loose and just wraps around you, but there is a problem that I have been in denial about…it is made with Angora!! So it sticks to everything I wear underneath it, any chair I sit on, and every innocent bi-standard that I stand next too. Tonight the sweater has found a new place to cling too - my dryer. I put it in there to get it partial dry before hanging and now anything that enters my dryer has these little fluff things on it.

So the question is, do I keep adoring it or give it away?? I think I need to sacrifice this piece in order to save the rest of my wardrobe and my sanity. My advice to all shoppers out there is if you see the word "Angora" think twice or at least make sure that there isn't a lot in it.

This strong dislike of things clinging to my clothes is exactly why I will never own a cat or a dog that sheds!

And just like that, we are old…

I got an invitation in the mail today that instantly made me feel old. It was an invite to my 5 year reunion at Laurier, my University. Then I started thinking about turning 28 this year..... or should I say “twenty-great”..... and how I don’t know if I’m ok with it.

Am I the only one that used to think that by now I would be married, with 3 kids, and have the career of my dreams or at least a BMW??

Well that reality did fade quickly for me, but it is still hard to accept it. I know that sounds crazy to think that I am old but I think it is legit and I will tell you why. For those of you who don’t know me, I’m full of theories and I have one about ages. Instead of one age hill to go up and down I believe there are many, and I’m at the end of the first one.

The first hill is 1-30, where life is unpredictable, fun, and scary all at the same time. There are a lot of “firsts” and there are a lot of things you get to learn about yourself. The next hill is 31-50; this involves making your mark in the world and helping those younger than you learn from your experiences. The second last hill is 51-70. These years are great. You are confident with who you are and want to enjoy life to the fullest. The last hill is 71 to the indefinite end. I would rather not talk about this hill, but lets just say that you start to rely on others and cherish time spent with the one’s you love. Does this make sense to everyone?

SO I am the oldest of my group right now and let me tell you this age is hard and I think I have the right to vent about it. It is hard not to think about whether you are on the right track or think of what could have been. My advice to the people that are at the end of the first hill, we have to think the best is yet to come. We should be fully equip with the tools to move forward, so with a little help from our friends and significant others lets blow out those candles and get ready to start the next hill.