It’s 2014 Oscar Night! So, I thought it was appropriate to share this again…for a little laugh. Excuse me while I head to the Red Carpet… in my vintage Oscar de le renta…
Thunderous applause erupts as I join in, clapping enthusiastically.
Suddenly Justin Timberlake taps me on the shoulder and whispers, just to me.
JT: It’s you. You just won the Oscar!
JT: You just won the Oscar! Get up there, girl!!, he says as he twirls me around, and points me toward the stage.
Realizing the magnitude of the moment that I clearly didn’t hear, I turn to give JT a hug while simultaneously high fiving Sandra Bullock, George Clooney & Matt Damon. I then gallop down the aisle…screaming like a mad woman.
I trip up the stairs into the arms of Ben Affleck who graciously hands me Oscar with a kiss on the cheek. I hug him, too.
My “imaginary acceptance speech” begins…
(Big Sigh) WOW! This is amazing (as I look at the Oscar in my hand). Helloooo there, golden guy. I have missed you. Helloooo Hollywood!! I swear I haven’t been drinking… yet (chuckles from the audience).
Clearly I’m in shock (waving myself with the envelope). Good Lord, I’m hot… as in overheated (audience laughs with a close-up on Tina Fey). This is too much. Thank you, God! Thank you. I’d like to thank my fellow nominees, directors, producers and anyone who had anything to do with this film. WE share this together.
To my hubby, the impersonator, by being married to you, I am “dating” Chewbacca, Rocky Balboa, Tom Jones, Elvis all wrapped into one. To my oldest, Brady… since when did you grow up? Now that you’re taller than me, I look up to you, literally. I am amazed daily by your curiosity, artistic nature in many areas and impressed by the fine young man you are becoming. Oh Casey….(large sigh) you put the “OY” in JOY. You can easily fill a room with laughter, just by being YOU. Seriously, once a person meets you, they will NEVER forget you. It also appears your sweet Baby Sister is following in your footsteps. McKenzie…you are the miracle we never knew we needed. We learn daily about the true meaning of life through your eyes.
To my dear girlfriends…who accept me…all of me, flaws, falls, Murphy’s laws and all. Hey! I made a rhyme this time I may be a Dance Teacher but I’m also clumsy and scatter-brained at times, which always provides a little humor for our girls’ nights out. (I point to Justin Timberlake with a little wink). My last spill — beer spill that is — was at your concert, JT. They always say “If you stumble, make it part of the DANCE” … Oh and Dance I will! (start an impromptu dance with Ben Affleck on stage).
Sorry. Couldn’t resist. To my family; mom, dad, brother, in-laws, aunts, uncles, Grandpa T (Big Al!), cousins and all. I feel so blessed to have all of you in my life. What a wonderful mix of personalities and life stories to be surrounded by. I am inspired by each and every one of you.
I’d also like to thank my iPhone. (chuckles from the audience). Yes, my phone. You are my “window to the world.” You have brought more people into my life from all areas of the world that I could ever imagine. For a social person like myself, I find joy in social media, Facebook friends, Twitter, and now a whole new world of blogging moms. As long as I use my “window to the world” responsibly (don’t text and drive) and don’t miss the authentic moments in front of me, I’m good. I choose to focus on the positive of it all, like this moment. (Grab phone from inside my dress and turn around to take a picture with myself, the Oscar, Ben and audience in the background.) Some people like “Selfies” but I like “Usies” so everyone…smile… 1, 2, 3. (I click camera, then look at phone). It’s a keeper! Thanks, folks.
Music starts playing….
Wait!… I’m not done. Matthew… McConaughey? Where are you? (I scan audience, spot him, and blow a kiss his way) Great movies this year my dear… I know that this is YOUR year to win. By the way…did you know that you are my island person? As in if I had to choose anyone to be on a desert island for one year, you’re my choice. Why? You seem very outdoorsy and fun…plus you’d probably be pretty cute in a loin cloth…. (giggle) (Close-up of Mathew tipping his imaginary hat towards me).
Music getting louder…
Ooohhh running out of time… Thank you to everyone who has ever touched my life in anyway… because of YOU, I am the person I am today… Embrace the Good and Release the Bad from your life…
In the words of the Oscar-nominated song from Disney… “Let it Go!! Let it Go!!”
Thank you! Gracious! Merci! I love you all!! (Blow kisses to everyone).
Wait! Justin. Will I see you back in the “D” this summer?! Ellen DeGeneres? Are you backstage? I need a dance partner! Ellen?!! (Ellen peeks from behind the curtain and joins me on stage)
Crank the music up…. Let’s DANCE!!!!
(Ellen & I dance off stage as audience applauds)
Every one has an inner super “Hero” within , but I never realized that going to a sweet Disney movie with my kids would teach me to tap into my own inner “power.”
It was a lesson of forgiveness and self-worth to me.
A lesson in strength.
Super “Hero” strength.
“Let it go” is a beautiful song (from the Movie “Frozen”) about being “true to you.” Disclaimer: Once you hear it, you won’t be able to stop singing it, especially your kids. For me, it is a reminder to LOVE myself again and exemplify that LOVE to my children. A reminder to keep the volume of those negative voices turned down (because they always seem to find a way through the cracks of my soul); a reminder to stop holding things inside.
I equate much of that “stuff” to the reference of a “closet.” We can keep shoving stuff inside, until you can hardly shut the door. Pushing it down; pushing it in to keep it shut. Then finally it won’t shut, the door comes FLYING open! And BAM! There’s an explosion of emotion! A Beam of LIGHT!
LET IT GO!!!
As my 3 year old daughter dances around singing the song with her precious little voice, she engages her imagination and smiles as she waves her hand like “Elsa” in the movie. I join in… turning to the right and reaching my hand into the sky, turning to the left as I toss my “magic ice crystals” higher.
LET IT GO!!!
As we grasp our hands together, turning to the sounds of the beautiful music. I can FEEL it. Stirring up from within… what is it? JOY! Pure unadulterated JOY!
LET IT GO!!!
Warm yourself in the light…
Soothe your spirit…
DANCE… in the beaming light of hope and…
Release your inner power. Be a hero and LET IT GO!
The sweet, clinking sounds of music notes to your ear…
“Ting, ting, ting” or maybe it’s more like a “CLAAANG, CLAAANG, CLAAANG!”
No matter how the “bell” sounds to you… It’s time to RING in the New Year. Okay. So it’s January 10th. The “new year” has already been “rung” in. True. But ever since my daughter pulled out Great Gram’s bell on New Year’s Eve, I’ve been thinking about the significance of BELLS throughout my lifetime. So yes, we did. We literally RANG in 2014!! (Insert applause, bell ringing, cheers and an enthusiastic Woooooooo”)
Now the work for “2014 Pam” starts. Every year there is a theme for “New Year Pam.” This year it is about moving forward, one step at a time. Yes, we may step back at times, but as long as we keep moving. We are dancing!
Dancing with “bells on our toes” to this thing called “Life.”
Back to “BELLS.” Have you ever noticed that the actual sound of a “bell” ignites a physical reaction? Sometimes bells ring to start something, while others ring to end something. That moment when the sound waves hit your eardrums, your brain tells you to MOVE. Do something.
DING. DING. DING. Round One. You can feel the adrenaline as you “fight” to get it right so you aren’t knocked out.
BRRRRING. The School Bell. (A timer of sorts) Class has ended. Pack up your books and move to the next one. You have 5 minutes between class. Move it! Pretty soon it will ring again for the next class. (Note: I realize some schools have more of an electronic beep sound these days, but let’s keep it to the “old school…school bell”)
Ding, Ding. Ting. Ting. DOOOOOONG. Doooooong. The Grandfather Clock. I’ll never forget the sound of my parents old clock. It would ring on the hour the amount of hours it was. As a child, we always looked forward to the 12 o’clock hour. Why? 12 Bell Dings!
LIBERTY BELL – “the iconic symbol of America’s Independence” I am most certain that sound was incredible to hear. Isn’t that why we always say…. “Let Freedom RING!”
CHURCH BELLS/WEDDING BELLS. Musical notes and chimes permeate the air with celebratory sounds.
Other bells to ponder:
1. The much anticipated BELL to ring at the end of a cancer patients final Chemotherapy.
2. Bar bells (the clanging of a much appreciated tip) or the completion of a drink special.
3. The goal oriented BELL at the top of a rock wall.
4. The ting, ting text message ring from your teenager… saying “I LOVE YOU, MOM”
5. The sailor-like celebratory clicks of your heels (referred as bells in the dance world)
6. The sweet little bell that rings on your Christmas Tree that reminds you of the line from It’s a Wonderful Life. “Every time a bell rings… an ANGEL gets its wings.”
BELLS are all around us.
To start something. To end something. To send a message. To celebrate. To call us to action.
They are ringing right now. Can you HEAR them?
A new employee walking toward the glass-walled boardroom sees people in ‘business casual’ attire knocking around brightly colored balloons. She hears them yelling joyfully and wonders, “What is going on? Are they actually …working?” The smell of freshly brewed coffee permeates the air as the art director reaches across to smack the red balloon in the air. Two giggling copywriters dive for the same green balloon to keep it off the floor. Pop! Smack! Then an orange balloon is catapulted in the air accompanied by a triumphant, “Yes!”
The “scene” just described was common in my work experience virtually every morning, particularly as we began our annual Design Book photo shoot planning sessions. After friendly exchanges among floral designers, writers, models, photographers and support staff, the creative meeting would commence. My job as Project Manager was to keep all elements on schedule, maintain quality, promote teamwork, and ensure that ideas flowed freely. The team was expected to create unique concepts and floral arrangements that had not been seen before. With a team of talented professionals eager for action, I found that starting out our day with a little play ignited creative fires within everyone. Each day had a surprise of fun that tapped into everyone’s inner child. This simple concept delivered AMAZING results for each of us professionally and for the company’s product offerings.
So I invite you to pick up a balloon.
Start batting it around.
Tap into your creativity and just PLAY.
This action works wonders within your business and family. Whether you’re trying to solve a vexing problem, come up with an idea, or create something new; enjoy the moment in front of you and eliminate the potential for negative inner thoughts. PLAY with your co-workers or family members. There may be a frown or two from employees who do not fully understand the creative process. Don’t let that stop you. If the idea produces sales, helps you write a chapter or creates a unified team, people will eventually start bouncing around their own balloons.
Many successful companies are now embracing this play in many forms, supported by open area workspaces, sports-related activities, brightly colored walls, mood lighting, and more. What creative activity can you do to improve productivity and generate new sales for your company and yourself? Start with a little balloon play and work up from there.
The power of play can enhance relationships. When it comes down to it, relationships in business and families are what LIFE is all about. Even the relationship within YOU may need some fun.
- Create together.
- Laugh together.
- Jump up and down together.
- Act like a child for a moment.
- Problem Solve.
- Change the scenery and embrace… the POWER of PLAY…
Then let me know how many balloons your team manages to keep from hitting the floor.
Note: This is a post I originally wrote as a Featured Contributor for SheOwnsIt.com – it was previously published in July of 2013.
The Rose Bowl is here; today our guys play their hearts out in Pasadena, California. You see, I’m a proud Michigan State University Alum. I was a freshman the year our Spartans last went to the granddaddy of all bowl games in 1988. The Rose Bowl has always been HUGE for teams in the Midwest. It was and is the “pot of gold” at the end of the season. If you went to the Rose Bowl you “made it.”
26 years later — which is frankly amazing, given that I’m still only “29” in my mind :) — I will be supporting my team all the way from Northern Michigan. I’ll wear my finest Spartan gear. My three kids will be decked out in all things Green with a Spartan “S.”
I’m a HUGE fan. Of course I’m disappointed I didn’t have enough “green” to get to the Rose Bowl in person. There is just something about being a part of the waves of Green in the stands, hearing the cheers of the crowd, singing along to the Fight Song when we score. Disclaimer: I invested my “green” earlier in a Justin Timberlake experience , so I really can’t complain. Hey! Life is a series of choices, right?
Through the years, I’ve had a “thing” for Sparty the famous MSU mascot. I cringe at the number of photos I’ve taken through the years with him beginning with the “big-haired college girl” who rushed the field from the student section after a big game. Of course, way back then, we snapped photos with our film cameras. Selifies, videos, texting friends during the game weren’t even options. We were ALL about the GAME. (Well, yes, a couple people may or may not have snuck in some alcohol… but I’m sure that does NOT happen anymore!) :)
My all-time favorite moments are the beginning of a Spartan Game, with the band playing, the cheerleaders, MSU Motion, and the fans cheering as the Players blast through a tunnel of smoke…
I solemnly vow to wear green and white day and night through January 1, 2014 and the big game. I will high-five random people I pass who are also wearing Michigan State apparel (I just had a random fan high-five moment this morning at Meijer in Traverse City, Michigan.) I will watch the MSU Spartan Marching Band “up close” on my big screen TV during the ROSE Parade. I may even rewind the DVR to hear it again, because I can. I will read “Sparty” children’s books to my daughter, I’ll play the fight song LOUDLY in our house, have a virtual tailgate in our house to support our Spartans. I will check in with my Facebook friends who will be “on the front lines” in Pasadena. Then it will be time for Kick OFF…
And what a GAME it will be.
“Prepare for Glory”
“You are the ones…”
Other MSU related links:
Prepare for Glory –>https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_7llkKXczYQ&feature=player_detailpage
Rose Parade –> http://t.co/qSO2AYAOxj
Let’s go fly a kite… It’s a simple idea and song lyric from Mary Poppins by Walt Disney Company. It is also a childhood staple of mine. And yes… our family has even flown a kite or two through the years. The song by Richard M. Sherman and Robert B. Sherman is simple, yet its inspiring lyrics and the amazing story behind it taps into the imaginations of your inner child, to provide much needed hope in this world.
Yes, that is one of many things I learned after watching “Saving Mr. Banks” this past weekend, also a Disney movie, and an adventurous, thought-provoking film. The story acknowledges the power of your past, childhood memories good and bad, the gift of forgiveness, and the joy of imagination. Through happy tears, laughter, painful moments and quite a few smiles, you can experience behind the scenes moments of the making of a classic Disney film. We learn about the process of creating ideas, the relationships made, the emotion behind the real story, and even interesting facts about Walt. (Hey, if you’re a Disney fan (as I am) you feel you already know Mr. Disney on a first name basis.)
In “Saving Mr. Banks,” you will enjoy the comparisons of reserved versus casual environments, formal introductions vs. first named basis and how a straight-laced, somewhat cranky woman can still have a soft side when she encounters a person who listens from his heart. You will learn, again, about the Mouse that started it all. You and your loved ones can even virtually walk through Disneyland back in time with Mickey Mouse and Walt leading the way to the park, of course, but also to the place of your own imagination, where everything is possible and where “your kite” can always be mended.
“Saving Mr. Banks” is a film that will be forever etched in my mind. I left the theater with a happy tears, a smile on my face, humming Mary Poppins tunes and dreaming of being escorted to my next event with Mickey.
If I were a film critic, I would give it 5 stars, a 10, or a standing “O.”
Yes, a spoonful of sugar CAN help the medicine go down. Fortunately you won’t need that for this engaging and uplifting film that give us all…promise for the future.
You have been that one constant throughout the ups and downs of life. You are a symbol of what “could be” in the world, if we could all just BELIEVE…
You have taught me to believe in something bigger than this earth. You have taught me that GIFTS aren’t always what they seem. True GIFTS are what make a person smile, holding the hand of a loved one, listening to the laughter around you, and spending TIME with those that lift you up and love you.
Thank you SANTA for continuing to share your MAGIC with children and adults from each generation.
I BELIEVE in your “Spirit of Christmas” and I always will…
Love Always, Pam
P.S. Merry Christmas!!
That’s a Wrap…
There was peace in the air, as the kids were away.
Mommy grabbed her coffee and decided to wrap today.
She sat by the tree, nestled in the paper and bows.
She wrapped and tied the gifts with love, as only Santa knows.
Several minutes went by and she wrapped it all up.
She smiled with each gift and drank from her coffee cup.
She hummed a tune, and then looked around the empty room.
Disney Junior was on the TV! Ummmm… Boom!
She laughed and chuckled, as she shared her “MOMent” with friends.
She typed up some words and then pressed “Send.”
Together they giggled about her Christmas wrapping time.
Next time, they said, you’ll need some “Mom Music… with WINE…”