My Monday Morning of Madness

Hello FAB readers!

First, my name is Faith Bicknell-Brown. I’m a repped author, an editor, a teacher, and a mom quickly going insane.

As I was preparing to shower, dress, and ready myself to go into battle with my daughter’s high school principal this morning, I realized that my day to blog here at FAB was today and not tomorrow.

What do I blog about? What do I blog about? What do I…?

I looked over the posts here at FAB and saw a trend of sorts, lol, so I’m going to write about something I discovered last night while talking to my husband, my teens, my teens’ friends, and a couple of my online pals.

I’m intimidating as Hell.

What??? Uh, yeah. I’m intimidating.

I’ve heard that over the years. Even in high school, girls would come up to me and say, “Ya know, I always thought you’d thrash my ass if I tried to talk to you, but once I did, I realized that you’re really nice, funny, and super easy to talk to.”

So why do people think I’m intimidating? My oldest daughter says it’s because I have dark eyes and a very penetrating way of looking at–or through–people when I’m talking to them or watching them. My dau’s bff said it’s because my temper is intense and I’m unpredictable. My youngest dau said that it’s because I have a way of speaking and holding myself that shows I won’t put up with any crap. The hubby insists that I just have an aura that says, ‘don’t piss with  me’ and then add that to my dark eyes and manner of studying someone or making eye contact with them that it freaks people out.

{Shakes head} The thing is that I didn’t REALLY know people felt this way until the past couple of days. Children I don’t know will come up to me and talk my ear off, want me to spend time with them, and remember me from then on, making it a point to seek me out at school or wherever, but adults are afraid to approach me? It just doesn’t make any sense.

My dau’s boyfriend said he was terrified of talking to me about important things because he figured I’d thrash his ass. Again…what??? I replied that I’m one of the most laid back, easygoing people he’ll ever meet. And he remarked that those are the ones you gotta watch out for, lmao.

This made me pause, however. I now worry that when it comes book-signing time readers be afraid to approach me.  Do I sit there with a maniacal smile pasted on my face in the hopes I won’t intimidate anyone?

Is there a magic pill for this condition?

Well, for now, I’ll just utilize it to freak out the moron of a high school principal this morning.

Mwahahaha!