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cathy

Let your mind wander

Saturday, January 13, 2007


For someone who makes a good part of their living speaking, I was actually quite nervous about my speech at the opening of the exhibit at the art gallery last night. I think I may have spent as much time trying to decide what to wear as I did writing the damn thing. Alas, all went well, which I really had optimistically believed that it would. When I arrived and starting wandering around the requisite mingling crowd, I counted a total of 4 people (out of hundreds) that I knew. One was a woman I had traveled to Cuba with. We were working on a research project and she ended up hiring a jinetero (male prostitute) for a good part of the trip. So as I spoke, my eyes kept drifting over to her as my mind wandered to images of her dancing the salsa with "Jorge". I think it helped my talk, rather than hindered it.

And, as I was just speaking of shifting gears yesterday, I am now perfectly shifted back into my normal world. Play-Doh Today!

This entry was posted on Saturday, January 13, 2007 at 3:16 PM. You can skip to the end and leave a response.

  1. Blogger Eric said:
    5:21 PM  

    Ahh, Play-Doh... Even though I haven't worked it since I was very little, I still yet remember the beautifully synthetic, Play-Doh smell.

  1. Blogger Alysa said:
    12:28 AM  

    I missed you!

    Play-doh...oh the memories. Oh the smell!

  1. Blogger Pat Paulk said:
    8:23 AM  

    Kind of like imagining everyone in their underwear while you're speaking. Play-doh's a pretty good world to return to.

  1. Blogger Heidi said:
    10:16 AM  

    I give you so much credit..Public Speaking/giving presentations etc..I could never do it.

    Glad it went well. :)

  1. Blogger HORIZON said:
    12:34 PM  

    laughing my bum off at your post- so glad things went well Cathy- that is just the funniest picture you have put in my mind.
    Brilliant
    x

  1. Blogger holy chaos said:
    3:22 PM  

    love play-doh! i am so glad that i still have kids young enough to still play with it!

    wow! a research trip to Cuba... that as sounds interesting as the people you were travelling with.

  1. Blogger LZ Blogger said:
    3:55 PM  

    Even the most practiced public speakers still get a little nervous! ~ jb///

  1. Blogger Devil Mood said:
    7:26 PM  

    Oh God, that story is hilarious!
    I love the colours of those boxes of Play-doh..is there anything nicer than play-doh? I used to have a doll that had play-doh hair, it was bliss!
    Glad the speech went well, under those circumstances.

  1. Anonymous Anonymous said:
    7:47 PM  

    Play-doh... I wanna play!

  1. Blogger sophie said:
    12:50 AM  

    i just know you would be a wonderful speaker - and those
    playdoh container tops are
    absolutely fun and happy looking-

    i love the smell of playdoh even
    though i often make my own only
    because i can have fun with the
    colors...

  1. Anonymous Anonymous said:
    3:05 AM  

    I never doubted things would go great for you but I didn't know we would get to hear about "Jorge". Way funny.

    Nice to know that some things never change...Good old Play-Doh. Love the stuff.

    Hugs,
    Connie

  1. Blogger Cisco said:
    10:55 AM  

    My kids like play-dough. I do ot like the clean up part. A Jinetero hu?....

    In Spanish that is a Jinete?..
    "Rider"

  1. Blogger Mise en Place said:
    12:19 PM  

    Ah, Play-Doh! What a great way to spend the day. I love it!

    I recently ran into a woman who said she hated Play-Doh.....HOW can that be?!

  1. Blogger Berlinbound said:
    2:58 PM  

    Male prostitute or Play Doh? Sounds like a Saturday Night Live Skit ... I'm going to Zagreb this weekend to give a lecture to a group of college students - I wonder if any former compatriots from my wilder days in the Balkans will turn up in the audience to take my mind away from the work at hand?

    BTW ... Love that apron with the flannel trousers - nice look mom!

  1. Blogger Carole Burant said:
    3:58 PM  

    Glad to hear that your speech went well...sometimes it does help if your mind is on something else at the time, takes a bit of the nervousness away. Jorge eh? hehe Hugs xox

  1. Blogger blackcrag said:
    6:19 PM  

    Now I get to do my favourite thing... "See? I told you so!"

    I knew you'd be fine with it. As easy as plying with Play-Doh, wasn't it?

  1. Blogger x said:
    7:35 PM  

    congratulations!
    these are my favourite shoes. we all need a little bit of Jorge ;)
    xxxxx

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