Wednesday, October 18, 2006

Ugly Betty


When I was a young girl one of my teachers told me:

"Life will be easy for you Jaimie because you are beautiful."

When I was a young girl my father told me:

"Stay in school. No one can ever take your education away from you."

Both of them were right. Kind of.

Life hasn't been that easy for me: My parents divorced when I was 2. My sister committed suicide when I was 15. I was divorced and a single mom by age 28.

Yet, life has been kind of fun, and my beauty helped contribute to it: people are nicer and more forgiving, people have asked me for advice about clothes, hair, and make-up since I was a teenager, and don't forget: dating, dating, and more dating.

Yet, more than anything else, its my intellect that I admire the most about myself.

Without it, I am nothing.

Would You Rather Be Beautiful or Intelligent?


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Tuesday, October 10, 2006

An Open Letter to My Best Friend's Ex-Husband


You know who you are.

This is for you.

She thought she knew who you were.

She sees now you were a lesson to learn...

and all she is to you now is a bridge that's been burned.

She was the first to believe; she made you part of her family dream...

And your thanks to her, came without an apology.

You met, married her, traveled...those are all part of your history.

Don't forget making a baby, too.

Yeah, these words are for you to remind you

That she's moved on, save your photos, because she's got no regrets.

Hope it all was worth it...

Who Do You Need to Defend?

Thanks to Christina Aguilera for help with this post.

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Friday, October 06, 2006

To Tell You The Truth



I had a friend in college who, one day while dining with me, asked me a question.

"Do you know what tact is Jaimie?" he asked one day.

"Yes," I answered.

"Well, you have none," he said.

"What do you mean? I'm the nicest person you know!" I exclaimed.

"Yes, you are. I'm not talking about being 'nice'. I'm talking about 'tact'. The way you say things."

Oh.

I believe in being honest. I'm very honest. I rarely lie.

For example, when I was in high school, I worked at a shoe store.

"Do these look good on me?" a customer asked me one day, looking at her feet in the mirror.

"No," I said.

The manager pulled me to the side. "Don't say that!" she hissed at me. "We're trying to make sales here!"

"But they don't look good on her! You actually want me to lie?"

"Yes!" she said, stomping to the back of the store, frustrated.

Is It Ever Okay to Be Brutally Honest?

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