BLUE HAIR LIMITS

I am an artist, plain and simple.


Although, my girls would all say... 
Mom is an artist, flamboyant and eccentric! 


They are probably right! 


But I tell them, "I spent six years in music school and I know eccentric... and I don't think I am truly that! If you've been to any school for the arts, you know about really eccentric people... I mean, I do change my hair color pretty often, but it's never been purple or green or blue!!"

My Laurie performed this piece,

but she disabled the video,

so I found this 

performer on youtube... 

a really cute song about blue hair! 

Still, my girls are probably right ~ I know I'm eccentric...


These are the pitiful, glaring truths:

I have been caught singing pop songs in operatic voice 

while walking through the mall.

(My kids love this one!)

I find myself singing while in line to order my food... 

OMGosh, people DO turn around and stare!

(I don't even realize I am singing!)

*at least I am alway on pitch*

I love to dance and flit about the house...

Once, a long time ago

I went to the American Dance Festival

at Duke University...

ate quiche and went to classes...

(I even saw Martha Graham teaching a master class! - Way Cool!)

I always wanted to be a dancer... I like to think 

I would have been a prima ballerina!

I once emailed Dancing With the Stars and

told them they needed a regular person 

to compete against the stars 

and 

 I was their girl!!!

I like to sit at the piano and vocalize for hours...

I love to sing Opera...

not necessarily for others...

mostly just for me!

I take lots and lots of bubble baths...

I could sit in a coffee shop all day

and write music...

This one I composed on the beach 

looking across the gulf!

I love to create and write...

 A friend and I started writing a broadway show!

(It has a really good theme... we need to get 'er done!)

I love dresses and heels... 

glitter and glam...

real or fake...

sequins, jewels and pearls!!

AND

I have been known to hang out with

my fabulous eccentric friends... 

(don't worry, I won't name you... you know who you are!!)

So, I have to accept that eccentrism is part of my make-up.

My mom says they always knew when I walked into the house, because I would come bouncing in with positive energy and happy hellos... 

I think I still do the same... usually with a high pitched voice inflection... "Hellllooooo!"

Okay... I accept the diagnosis... and I appreciate that my friends and family all accept me with my weird, little artistic personality quirks... because...

It's me! I embrace it! It's a soul-filled way of living!

(Not gonna dye my hair blue, though!)

La - Ti - Do!

Jeanne