When I first started this blog, I knew that there would come a day for me to talk about Intratainment. The word was created by me (unlike multi-slacking, I stole that from buzzwhack.com).
Intratainment is the ability to entertain myself inside of my brain. It is a gift. I can make myself laugh and my imagination is pretty inventive. I am glad that no one else can know what goes on inside of my mind. But, I will share this nugget.
I always thought that the Olympic Ribbon Dancing event was the most ridiculous thing I've ever seen in my life. I remember a commercial when I was young about the Ribbon Dancer- and I hated it and wanted one at the same time. I never did get one, but in my mind.... I could see myself in a leotard doing the Ribbon Dance.
The thought intratained me a lot through the years (it still does). I could be very artistic and jazzy and point my toes and KICK... and twirling my ribbon and dancing! The thought tickles me and makes me laugh out loud. I would sort of want to be wearing a headband and matching wrist bands. Purple, probably... with a silver stretchy sequined belt.... do you see it?
DL and I went to a wedding quite a few years ago. It was a fun time seeing college friends and drinking. After the (open bar) reception, everyone decided to go back to the hotel bar. There was a small dance floor, a mirror, and loud music. There were the 9 or 10 beers inside of me, and I did the Ribbon Dance out on the dance floor (by myself).
It was funny. I laughed at everyone laughing at me. We were out of town, so no one knew me besides our college friends... I kept thinking- I am "that girl" right now. You know, the one out on the dance floor that is really thinking she's looking good but all she looks like is very drunk. That was me and I knew it and it made me want to act out even more.
I am pretty sure that DL was mortified by my actions. He's probably hoped that I had forgotten all about it and is embarrassed for me for putting it out there.
I also haven't forgotten about the time when Lori and I were at a wedding reception (open bar). We were dancing and dancing and dancing and she pulled down my strapless bridesmaids gown and exposed my ta-dows in front of the brides new father in law. Impressive! Thanks, Lori! Good times, good times.
I wonder if the Lil Momma's will be shy like me?
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4 comments:
OH MY!! I have seen this ribbon dance.. I am laughing so loud right now I think everyone on my floor heard me!
LOVE YOU!
Shannon, thanks for the props. I'm sad that you are the only poster who found the humor in this. But, no matter. I do what I please to do.
I can SO see you with the ribbon. Perhaps on our next excursion to a bar near you I will bring along some sort of ribbon contraption so that you can let your inner Olympian out on the dance floor.. Ha ha, that kills me... maybe you can strip down to your bitch panties and give that extra "WOW" factor... Also, next time I expose your boob in public for you, please be drunk enough to not remember and renew my mortivication 5-6 years after the crime.. I could just die! Hope your weekend rocked! Love ya! Lori
Mmmm... that's a nice thought, Lori. I will wear my very old bitch panties and a sports bra. I will be VERY drunk and you can expose my bosoms again. Ha- that was so funny! There is no need to be embarassed. Yet another fun event in my life. Not nearly as embarassing as peeing through my whore panties at the state fair of texass. I'd do all of it again in a heartbeat.
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