on the subject of dumb blondesa friend yesterday told me that i come off as "dumb." this is how it was said, actually, "I just said there is something about you that makes you seem, um, dumb?" not that i am dumb, she said. i just come off that way. when things like this happen, i tend to go off on the anti-social deep end: "fine, i just won't talk then." just like when someone said i was, well, fat. i made a no-bathing-suit-or-less rule, by which i stood for a good three or four months. even at the beach. eventually being modest became more trouble than it was worth. and i can't imagine life would be much fun as a mute. this, of course, does not stop me from continuing to think, "fine, i just won't talk then," every time my mind wanders to this subject. nor does it stop me from being relieved that there is no one in my life right now whose opinion matters on my fat-or-not status. and both of those things make me wish people who were supposed to have been the ones to make me think nice things about myself and could have... well, not have been the ones to make me feel like this.
I'm Stacey. I'm a 31(!)-year-old Wisconsin girl living in sunny South Florida. The highlights in my life are my lovely boyfriend, my aloof cats, my adorable/adoring stepdogs, my two lumbering tortoises, select family members, being outside, being underwater, taking pictures, yadda yadda. Stay tuned for lots of babbling!
A small boy lived by the ocean. He loved the creatures of the sea, especially the starfish, and he spent much of his time exploring the seashore.
One day the boy learned there would be a minus tide that would leave the starfish stranded on the sand.
When the tide went out, he went down to the beach, began picking up the stranded starfish, and tossing them back into the ocean.
An elderly man who lived next door came down to the beach to see what the boy was doing. Seeing the man's quizzical expression, the boy paused as he approached. "I'm saving the starfish!" the boy proudly declared.
When the neighbor saw all of the stranded starfish he shook his head and said: "I'm sorry to disappoint you, young man, but if you look down the beach, there are stranded starfish as far as the eye can see. And if you look up the beach the other way, it's the same. One little boy like you isn't going to make much of a difference."
The boy thought about this for a moment. Then he reached his small hand down to the sand, picked up another starfish, tossed it out into the ocean, and said: "Well, I sure made a difference for that one!"