"I'm not looking at my nails, I'm looking at myself in the mirror"

I admit it, sometimes I say pretty eye-brow raising stuff. I don't think I do it intentionally though. The quote above came about one day when I was talking on the phone while applying makeup (or what I'd like to call "putting my face on"). I was silent for a brief moment (or so I thought), the gentleman on the other end inquired if I was looking at my nails again. Without thinking, I had said that I was "not looking at my nails" but "...at myself". You could imagine what he must have thought on the other end, he chuckled and then proceeded to say that I was one of the vainest people he knows. I was not very pleased with this, I go through this strange phases in my life where I don't mind being called vain (and sometimes I'd even call myself vain), but in this one instance when I was caught off guard with my quick response I was a bit uncomfortable for some reason.

I guess the reason why I was uncomfortable is that most of the time when I make vain comments or something to that effect, it's because I'm kidding...in essence I'm just putting on a show...an act. And I expect everyone, including myself to laugh about it. But when I unintentionally say vain things, it makes me wonder if I am really, in fact, vain.

Which leads me to wonder if we're not all vain inside but few has the gonads to proclaim it.

Of course one can argue that just the simple fact of me writing a blog about whether or not I'm vain is vain in and of itself. :-P

By the way, I secretly have 4 different versions of Carly Simon's famous song on a CD in my car that I listen to in a loop every now and then...okay...every other day...

"That car just peed"

A while ago I was driving on the freeway and in the far right lane was a very rusty car that had just experienced more than just a fender bender. Smoke was coming out from the car. The amusing thing was that beneath the car was this "puddle" of black liquid. My first thought was "oh my gosh, that car just peed". Even sillier still I had recounted that story over dinner later that day and had used the same description that brought about a good laugh. I have not seen another car peed since...

Why am I writing this blog, I have yet to figure out, but I will say that sometimes we just all need to let out a bit of steam, and in that one case the car and the driver probably both needed a smoke.