Diary of Lisa Taylor, reluctantly 42 (and a half)

Or.. 'f.ck me I'm forty.. two.. and a half', though can look 38 on a - not so deluded - good day. Or 'How to reconcile a well experienced mind trapped in a still - but for how long? – youthful body.' Don't have the 30somethings angst/problems, neither have the resigned (?) ageing baby-boomers in safe family territory outlook yet. Here's how I cope, one day all sexy women will get old... but never invisible. © Lisa Taylor 2005/6/7/8/9. Jeez.. so much for the 42 and-a-half delusion

Thursday, September 14, 2006

14 September - L'Esprit de L'Escalier

Love this expression which is basically the clever stuff we all think of saying in reply to some belittling or plain annoying comments that are made to us... only we think of the greatest cutting reply when the door has already closed on us and we're half way down the stairs out of the building. Am absolutely sure that Dorothy Parker didn't just make them up on the spot you know. She spent time preparing her famous quotes and just dished them out when the occasion arose. I get absolutely mad that I think of what to say when am on the bus home and though these days we have mobile phones, a text wouldn't be long enough to detail what I finally think I should have said half an hour ago. Yes there is email or actually picking up the phone but it would generate into an argument so...
Drink and catch up with a long term g/friend. All cool till her third glass of wine and suddenly it's like having one of those conversations where you're seeing the ex, you're very friendly etc until ... old recriminations get recriminated and the groudhog day starts. In her case once every year at least. And she's the one who starts.
To be continued.....

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