Playing Pretend.

My first official deep thought. I'm actually doing this now so I can keep the title and feel okay about it...so I don't feel I am leading ya'll astray (that's me pretending I'm from the south).

I do a lot of pretending.

Pretending to be mature. This has come in handy QUITE a bit recently, what with all the being forced to become independent. The year/s after college really truly are a kick in the butt. You are expected to all of a sudden take control over the money that comes in and goes out. Budgets seem to be a phase for me; sometimes I'm all about knowing the whereabouts of my money and other times with guilt I hear my father's words "How's Quicken?"  It is mature to live somewhere other than a college dorm, and *GASP* have a big-girl job. 

Suddenly I find myself getting up at the crack of dawn.  I put on a collared, button-up shirt, some professional pants, dressy shoes and socks, straighten my hair, drink coffee, and leave for work when it's still dark out. Then I continue to pretend to be mature when I respond to little kids calling me "Ms. Hubbard", and I hand out homework. I try not to use phrases like "I double dawg dare you" or "you're mom (fill in the blank here)", or "you kiss yo' mama with that mouth" in my math class (and it hurts....it really is hard). Rather, I use phrases like, "take out your homework", and "boys and girls..." So needless to say when I get into my car every afternoon, I let down my tight-bunned hair (!?), trade my fake pearls for my bling bling earrings, and turn up KISS 108, happy to hear Britney Spears and maybe even a little bit o' High School Musical jams. 

So...the first half of the day is polar-opposite of the second half...

• from a low bun to a high bun
• from slacks to sweats
• from the greeting, "Good morning" to the greeting, "what up"

I could go on and on but I'm meeting up with someone in t-16 minutes and should get dressed...probably my hooded sweatshirt and gangsta HUGE black puffy vest, bling bling earrings, and weathered jeans. 

Pop quiz: what day is it? You're right! Saturday. Today my name is not Ms. Hubbard. It's Jaq. Jaq Attack, JHUBBS, whatever. Just not Ms. Hubbard.

LOL.