Becoming She-Hulk

The Journey to Prove that 40 is Worth Celebrating with a Bang!

Saturday, August 06, 2005

30 days... One Month to Dreamtime..

One month from today...

At the Farmer's Market today, after an AWESOME leg workout that was draining and energizing at the same time, I tried to explain to the lady who made the fajitas why I wanted only the chicken, salsa and peppers on my order... no cheese, no sour creme etc. She is used to people slathering their fajitas with all of these things. I tried to explain that I was in training. She asked if I was competing for something and then when I explained about wanting to dress up as this comic book character called She-Hulk in one month's time, I got the typical blank look. "There was a girl Hulk?" is the usual response.

By the same token, I went into our local comic shop to leave behind my list of what I have in my collection. They've been looking for a few things lately and there are a few things in my collection that I would be willing to part with for cash. Punisher #1 being one of them. I bought it and thought it would be too violent to ever catch on. Hah!! The staff there was asking me how training was going and how many days until She-Hulk etc. How they couldn't wait to see pictures etc. At least they understood this crazy dream of mine. It is rather hard to explain to most people though!

How do you begin to explain that this character tapped into something about what it is to live COMPLETELY outside the norm of most human females? To be able to relate to someone who is so far outside the box that she is completely comfortable with the attention?

Nick and I were in the convenience store today paying the phone bill and one of the ladies there that is always a bit freaked out about my height said "Wow! This is your husband? How tall are your kids??" It made me realize that my daughters will face the same challenges and exhillarations that I did about being outside the norm. I hope and pray that they take to it with as much joy as I have been able to. I love my extra inches, but I also would hate to think what it would be like going through life resenting what genetics and selective breeding ( ie. tall marrying tall) have produced. Inches are something you just can't undo, so you might as well have fun with them!!

1 Comments:

At 12:34 PM, Blogger crosseyedkat said...

From the flip side though, if you don't have the inches, you just don't have them. I do hope your girls are proud of them the way you are, Jenn, the same way I am proud of my "Vertically Challenged" height, even if I sometimes sing Gavroche's song from Les Miserables to myself:

Little people know
When little people fight
We may look easy pickin's
But we've got some bite!

It is interesting what you said about genetics, though, as I found myself out shopping the other day with my mother-in-law and my future sister-in-law. We all headed to the petite section! See you in Charlotte!

Oh, and someday I'll tell you the story about scaring my 6'2" neighbor in college!

Looking good with the training! GO She-Hulk!

Kat

 

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