Which came first? The chicken or the egg?

Ella circa late 2007/early 2008. Everything in that picture has been "beautified" by her in some way. The lamp has a ribbon and a Christmas ornament on it, the pig truck has a couple ribbons on it (she even made me put a ribbon seat belt on the pig because she was horrified by his blatant lack of safety and she has a hair band (multiple ones if you could see the back of her hair).

So for many moons now I've complained about Ella and her dang girliness. Long time blog readers may remember complaints in posts such as this one. I've also expressed my displeasure with her desire for world beautification/world dominance in posts such as this one (I complained about it in the previous link, too) or these. I've complained to multiple people about how I don't understand where this crappola came from and my wish for it to go away.


However, I recently made a discovery.

I was in the lobby of my work place visiting with the lovely Natalie. You may know her from blogs such as this one. For those of you who don't know, Natalie uses a walker. So when she was in the lobby the other day, she was demonstrating how awesome she is with it. She tried to run me over a few times because, quite frankly, I'm just too slow and my reflexes have dulled in my advanced age. Anyhoos, I digress. I looked at her walker and made the observation to her Mom that it was a little plain looking. I may have even said that it needed to be tricked out a bit. You know, like Pimp My Ride or something. I made suggestions of bedazzling it, using ribbons and various bits of awesomeness that could be done to enhance the standard metal walker.

After I got back to my desk I realized what I had done. Either Ella is rubbing off on me or there may be some nugget of girly qualities buried deep down in me that I didn't realize I had.

Crappola.