Trixie is my inner brat.
She’s obstinate, argumentative and can rationalize with the best of them. Sometimes I think Trixie should have gone to law school.
But, alas, she stuck with me and lives in my head.
She’s the one who talks me into chocolate instead of broccoli. She’s the one who says, “Just one more won’t hurt our diet…It’s only one…C’mon, live a little!”
So, when Grace (the new inner ballerina) moved into my brain recently, Trixie wasn’t havin’ any of it. She wanted that chick to just pack up her cute l’il tutus and ballet slippers and get on outta my head. Trixie knew that Grace would have us eating broiled chicken and broccoli, stopping at one piece of pizza, and hitting the gym religiously.
I had to have a sit-down with the two of them. Grace kept threatening to toss Trixie’s beloved Coach wristlet out the car window if she didn’t shape up. Trixie retaliated with her own threats of only eating Late Night Taco flavored Doritos and pizza forever if Grace didn’t shut the Hell up.
Finally, I got them both to see that we can all live happily together. Trixie still gets her pizza and Grace gets her C25K workout 3x a week. Trixie can have a bottle glass of red wine. Grace can drink her 64 oz of water from a cup the size of her head.
And I can live happily with both of them. Trixie can keep me young at heart, make sure that I don’t have a corncob stuck up my lose touch with my inner child. Grace can help me stay on track with my running, and my minor non-resolution of eating more vegetables.
And together, we shall live in peace. Well, at least until the next time we pass by a French Silk pie at which time I can totally see Trixie stiff-arming Grace as she makes her play for a decent sized wedge.
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As long as it’s red wine, Trixie doesn’t realize she’s actually benefiting you. Grace should give her a break on that one.
Yeah! You broke your silence. The Rubber Chicken, Neurotic Dog, and I love love love you!
Don’t tell Trixie that!!! ::loudly:: Boy, that red wine is soooo unhealthy… ::wink::
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Love the idea of using a wee bit o’reverse psychology on my Trixie….bwahahaha!
Love it!!! I totally need a Grace. Right now Trixie is totally ruling my life and that is not meshing with my almost 38 year old body!!
I see a b*tch fight breaking out in the future! As much as I’m all about Trixie, I’ll be rooting for Grace– maybe she can poke Trix in the eye with a carrot! ; )
Knowing Grace, she’ll use a parsnip rather than a carrot
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I love that you can all three coexist beautifully together. I haven’t named the people that live in my head yet. I need to get right on that : )
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Yep I agree red wine is good for you. Grace sounds swell but man does trixie sound fun!
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Stopping by from SITS!
Have a great weekend. Loved this post.
I think we all have a bit of this double personality going on…I know I definitely do and it isnt always pretty!
Sad thing is that Trixie almost always wins when in an argument with Grace. I have no willpower at all.
Too funny! Happy SITS Day!
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Ha, that was fun to read.
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Very cute. I, too, have people who talk to me in my head. I refer to them as “The Committee.” They are all so opinionated, and 3/5 of them usually want wine, so I often give in to them. Pushy jerks.
Happy SITS Day!
Love that! “The Committee” — and that they’re wine drinkers. Sound like my kind of people!
That was cute–oh…..the inner voices! Happy SITS day.
Glad you liked my friends Trixie and Grace. They’re part of my everyday drama!
Grace has quite the backbone for a good girl. Even though Trixie is the one throwing around the threats, I think she’s the one who better watch her back. Sounds like Grace knows how to bring it.
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Grace has held her own around here for the past several months. Trixie still pouts, but Grace usually knows how to hold the hard line.
My Trixie always wins over my Grace. Trixie is going to have me dying of a heart attack before I’m 40, but I guess at least it will be fun.
I need to embrace Grace. And not poo poo her. Because she can be fun, too, right?
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I really need to work on finding my inner Grace.
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Mine’s in there…and comes out more and more often now that I know how to sit Trixie down and say, “Shut it, sister.”
I love both Trixie and Grace and think that there really is room for both of them in there.
And, as an odd side note, I’m a 39-year-old plus-size mama who is playing a ballerina nun in a musical right now and who will be teaching tap lessons in the fall. You are never too old or fat to let that inner dancer take the stage!
Although, I am hoping that teaching five tap classes a week will have some impact on my weight. But I think I need to start endurance training as soon as the show is over next weekend…
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You inspire me! In fact, I might just have to dance this afternoon!
I love that you have women fighting in your head too.
Oh, and do they ever. One of these days I’m expecting a cat fight in a baby pool of jello. Don’t worry, I’ll sell tickets.
Go Trixie, go! I’ve met girls like them though. I’ve got a devil on one shoulder and a devil in disguise on the other.
Although since having twins my inner-girls have come to a truce. We should all just sleep.
Yes, sleep. That’s the one time Trixie and Grace peacefully co-exist
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