I just had a blonde moment.
Well, the blonde moment occurred not less than 4 hours ago. I just discovered it.
To me, she isn’t pretty.
Just last week my niece asked two of us sitting at the dinner table to share our blonde moments and our brunette moments with her for the week. She then would share hers.
“What the heck is a blonde moment?” I asked. Kinda confused.
“It’s the stupid things you did. The brunette moments are the genius things you did.”
“Well, then, I don’t have any blonde moments. Maybe brunette ones,” I say. “but, no – not blonde.” My son doesn’t think he has any either. Great minds…! 😉
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Earlier today I transfer a draft post from my Word document to my thing that I blog on. It is a rough rough rough draft. As I’m editing and adding to this piece, I’m scrunched up into the corner of the couch, my forehead practically touching the screen shielding the draft from any person, animal or bug trying to take a sneak peek at my writing. I don’t even trust the back of the couch, quite frankly. I always do this. I work on it here and there between coughs and sniffles and aches and pains….I’m a little bit sick. The story is all in pieces, and I’m wondering if I’ll ever be able to write again.
I give up. I save the draft.
So after I finally resign to the fact that I’m not going to come up with anything genius, I cook my meal, grab my blankie and get settled in to watch “Deception,” a crappy little movie which only ends up reminding me again later – Will I ever be able to write again?
My text machine beeps.
It’s a notification that I have a message on my blog. I’m tempted to check, but ignore it. I’ll leave this little treasure for just before I go to bed, I think to myself – A challenge in delayed gratification.
I eat dinner and start the movie. My text machine lays beside me.
Tempted still, I look at it again. I tell myself, No. Wait.
I can’t understand what’s going on in the movie.
So I look at the text machine again. I’m tempted. No. Wait.
Andie MacDowell recites a line to Liam Neeson. Liam Neeson recites a line back. This happens two more times.
I look at the text machine. Again.
No. Wait.
I’m a bit bored with this movie.
Again, I look. Don’t do it.
Movie. Text machine. Movie. Text machine. Movie.
I check the messages on the text machine.
OMGOD! OMGOD! OMGOOOOOODDDDD!
My niece comes running out of her room. She finds me with my red red red face buried deep into my sweaty palms, hunched over like I’m folded in half, while I’m bouncing myself off walls and stumbling into chairs. I am so embarrassed.
I PUBLISHED THE ROUGH ROUGH ROUGH DRAFT.
It’s out there on the internet, and two people have already read and commented on it!
I scramble to take it off the site. I can’t think. I can’t think. I can’t think. Omg! I can’t get it off. It’s still up. How do I get it off?
Finally, I get it off.
I go to my text machine and text a friend who was one of the commenters! “OMG! I still haven’t read the rest of your comment. I’m so embarrassed. That was a rough draft.”
Disregard! Man Overboard! Abort countdown! Geronimo! I don’t know…just wipe it out of your mind!!!!
Then I calm down.
I write about My Blonde Moment.
Ciao for now!
k
Oh girl, I feel you. I’ve done that close to 40 times. Now, when I’m composing a post, I schedule it out for the next year, just in case I make a bonehead maneuver and hit publish. It happens to the best of us, and as long as we can laugh about it, then it’s okay. Just proves you’re human.
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Thank you thank you thank you, Stacey. You made me feel at least a decimal point less embarrassed. Good idea scheduling for the next year. Gonna try it.
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Love.
I have many blonde moments, and not the king where you look at your watch with the hand that is holding the beer. I mean real blonde moments. I can relate, but I will never divulge…..
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Just don’t have one of those blonde moments when you’re mixin’ my next Schramtini… 😉
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I’ve accidentally published a draft too, but fortunately I caught it just after I published. I try to finish in Word first, then dump it into Word press. It is usually the photos that get me in trouble- lovely chopped off heads or something gets shortened which cause it to emphasize the crotch!
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Doesn’t everyone love the headless and crotches? Just kidding…
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Being blonde myself, I have those moments. You make me feel part of the crowd by writing about it! Inclusivity is very IN.
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Glad you feel IN!
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I’m brunette but should be blond because I have blond – senior – moments all the time. I usually schedule out for the next day but even still go in and fix stuff after it goes live even if I’ve proofed it a million times. If it were for a magazine I’d freak, but blog, no.
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Very fun read even though the term ” Blonde Moment” is offensive to me. I am not blonde, auburn by choice, but I am not a fan of stereotype humor. Think Polish jokes. Not to be a stick in the mud but does anyone else think the term is cringe-worthy ?
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No offense…just all in fun! 🙂
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Ugh! Poor you. I’ve totally done that on my blog before as well. It is a horrifying feeling! I’ll blame your being sick rather than being blonde. xx
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Hey, yeah…that’s what it was…I was sick. Thanks for that, Lisa!
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This is my worst fear! I haven’t done it yet. However, I occasionally have blonde moments…not often though! *wink*
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ohhh… now you’re bragging! 🙂
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Thank you for making me feel normal… we all have these moments – blond, brunette, senior, whatever you want to call them – and I love it when people can admit with a sense of humor! 😉
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Well now thank you for making me feel normal.
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Ouch! Been there, done that. 😦
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Hi Karen,
1. Sounds like a movie I’d like–I love Andie McDowell. Deception sounds familiar, but I don’t think I saw a movie with that cast.
2. You can’t beat yourself up. These things happen to all of us. I posted on Thursday and I found something I thought I’d deleted. I went back in and deleted it. I can’t be embarrassed. It’s over. I will just try harder next time to be more cognizant.
Thanks for sharing so we could tell you it happens to the best of us.
Janice
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Thanks, Janice. The movie Deception is now, I believe, changed to the title Ruby Cairo. I know, kinda dumb.
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That’s weird. Is that because there was another film named Deception? I thought I’d heard of it.
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Yes…I believe two more recent ones…so weird
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I agree. I had fun chatting movies with you this morning.
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What are some of your brunette moments? I feel like that all the time. Even when it is ready to go there is always a twinge of fear before I publish that someone is going to read this. 😰 But then I get over it. Seems like you did ok on this one.
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Fortunately my brunette moments outdo the blonde. I still get that same twinge, though, as you.
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