The Confirmation Question is prevalent in most everyone’s life. Whether you realize it’s frequency or not is another story. My curiousity about and adoration for The Confirmation Question really arose from my brother’s failure to follow the unwritten rule of this question — answer it.
Let me elaborate a bit. My brother calls the confirmation question, “a stupid question”, which really consists of questions like…
Me: ”Are you really wearing shorts today?”
Him: “No, they’re pants. They’re just invisible from the knees down.”
-or-
Me: “Did you tie that tie all by yourself?”
Him: “No, the tie fairies came and tied it.”
Being a sass and sarcasm lover myself, I appreciate his humor but his answers to these Confirmation Questions have really made me look at how often we ask something just to ask it. And this goes beyond people just loving to hear themselves talk (with a few exceptions, obviously.) It’s away we express disbelief (Wow, is it really snowing?) or attempt to make people second guess themselves. But it’s also a conversation starter (or continuer)…by continuer I mean, when someone says something that you really have nothing to respond with you BAM throw The Confirmation Question in their face and they’ll continue to elaborate. Not sure it really comes in handy when you’re trying to get people to shut up.
I plan to embrace The Confirmation Question (in moderation). If it makes you feel better, confirm away people.
If I had all the money in the world, I would make Minkee blankets for all the people I love. This confirms my theory that I am aging at 5x the rate of the rest of my peers. While they are at the bars, I’m at home sewing blankets. Rep the Grandma status.
If I eventually ran out of people to make blankets for, I would spend the rest of my money on coffee table books. How entertaining would it be to have the following connection in your living room….
Essential topics: Dirty (sexual, potty humor, and otherwise), insightful, photography, humourus, inspiring.
And for your weird old friend that still likes babies dressed as vegetables…an Anne Geddes tribute.
Two things I love about the airport:
1. How much love exists here
2. Looking at people’s socks as they go through security
I hate to reference the infamous Love Actually quote from the opening scene “When I’m feeling gloomy with the state of the world I think about the arrivals gate at Hethrow Airport…”, but it really speaks volumes about our human race and the power of Love. Seeing two people be reunited at the airport is so moving—it proves that despite the daily differences two people might encounter, a reunion is so sweet and genuine. It’s also the one place where people disregard the crowds around them and feel free to show whatever level of affection they are capable of.
Someday, I want to sit at the top of the escalator at DIA where passengers are first greeted by their waiting families/lovers/boss’/etc. A compilation of these encounters would make for a great book…(maybe more interesting than a book about the secret lives of people who work at the DMV?)
Socks are really interesting. Three things I feel about socks on a day to day basis: 1. You should never waste time matching your socks. 2: Socks make me feel vulnerable. 3. Maybe that’s because mine never match. Anyway…back to socks at the airport. When do you get to see a large amount of people in their socks? I really do hate and don’t understand the point of taking off your shoes before you go through security… but I secretly love TSA for giving me the opportunity to see so many shoe-less people all at once.
Your socks say a lot about who you are. If you’re a business man, they are thin socks and dark colored sometimes with beveled lines in them. If you’re a cool business man, they might be green and orange argyle socks. If you’re my brother, they are dirty socks that are a few years old. If you’re a cyclist, your socks go a little higher than they should but not high enough to look like nerdy dad socks. If you’re Hugh Hefner’s girlfriend, they are knee high socks that look so bad on you they are more distracting than your fake boobs.
Unfortunately. I saw no interesting socks at the airport today. But nonetheless, it made me realize that socks speak volumes about who we are and I am definitely going to be more thoughtful when I pick out my socks in the morning.
I think that Post-it notes are a great invention. This may be influenced by my mom who writes on Post-it notes like it is her job. But the best kind of Post-its are the ones you keep in your brain about people.
For instance, think about Oprah. The top five things you think of first would be on her “Post-it Note.”
Right? Obviously what is on Oprah’s post it note is all relative. You may really like her and find her inspirational for some reason or you may vividly remember an episode where a distressed black woman gets eaten alive by a tapeworm, hence why tapeworm would be on your Oprah Post-it note. OR you may remember when she invited some dude named Dr. Oz on her show and thought it was weird that A) he wore scrubs and B) you could always see his junk.
After some input from my friends this is what I think would be on my post-it note…(the inappropriate things were very hard to leave off…)
Okay, excellent dancer is on my ideal Post-it note, not my real life one.
Post-it Notes can also change over time. For example…
What’s on your Post-it Note?
Good is towing the line, being behaved, being quiet, being passive, fitting in, being liked, and great is being messy, having a belly, speaking your mind, standing up for what you believe in, fighting for another paradigm, not letting people talk you out of what you know to be true.
Eve Ensler
Everyone gets embarrassed over the same stuff - and after a while, it’s boring. You have no sympathy for the person who calls “Brad” “Wade: on accident when they pass him in the hall.
Whats actually REALLY funny, is the few things in life that you can do completely fine on your own, but when someone is with you, you are totally incapable. Essentially, they are everyday things you get stage fright over. I’m sure there are a trillion things, but this is what I came up with. My friends were no help, except @jennaveee cause she’s cool like that.
- Parallel Parking
- Peeing when you know the person who is in the stall next to you
- Eating salad on a date
- Singing on command
- Typing something into google with someone looking over your shoulder - why can you never type right when someone is looking?
- Recording your outgoing voicemail message
- Eating a banana in public
Some day – our smart phones will feed starving children and fix our broken toilets and make us lose 5 inches off our waists. They are well on their way, with ridiculous apps that do kids math homework and tell us what is left in our fridge before we go to the grocery store. All things we don’t need.
Where are the apps we do need? The ones that help us with actual, unfixable problems? Life’s real tough hurdles. For instance:
· Splitting a check between people at dinner (pay by meal style)
· Painting your fingernails on your right hand
· Compiling songs you used to love listening to when you were younger
· Organizing Tupperware (matching the container with the lid would be a plus)
· And most importantly, duplicating a favor pair of jeans that you’ve totally worn out
Can we please forget conversational style voice activation and get back to basics here?
The real marriage of true minds is for any two people to possess a sense of humor or irony pitched in exactly the same key, so that their joint glances on any subject cross like interarching search-lights.
Edith Wharton, A Backward Glance
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