To bring you up to speed on all things Girl Friday, I have written a massive three-parter. Enjoy!
- Laws of Gravity:
Sir Isaac Newton forgot to mention that sometimes, “what goes down, must come up.” At least that’s the experience I’ve been having with our shower drain. Fifty years worth of shower to shower goodness is making it’s way back up into our drain and also in my neighbor’s sink. As if life isn’t already stressful enough, now I have to take a bath every morning. Bathing should be relaxing, but I’m perpetually late and bathing is not really time efficient. I would also much rather sit with my laptop than sit in the tub. I’ve had to forgo my morning ritual of blogs and e-mail for pink porcelain and pruned fingertips. Also, there is no reciprocal relationship with my bathtub. Since I have less time to read blogs and write e-mail, no one’s writing me back so I have nothing in my inbox. I woke up this morning and the little red light on my BlackBerry was not blinking and doing its happy dance. I didn’t even have a stupid ad from BevMo or Kate Spade!
I feel very behind in most things right now. I am not done Christmas shopping. Don’t even talk to me about wrapping. I managed to put together The Pink Fairy’s package only a day behind schedule. I had the bright idea of sending her candy, so I apologize in advance if the Rocky Road looks disgusting upon arrival. I swear it’s still edible, even if it is smooshed and melted. My kitchen table looks like a recycling bin. It has scraps of this and that all over it. I wish I could say it’s because I’m crafting, but alas no. Notorious M.A.G. will have to settle for a store bought gift this year. That’s right, you heard me. I don’t have time to make crappy crafts.
- Pimping the Bling:
A few months ago I participated in a blogging contest. As participants we were encouraged to read some of the other entries and link to them if we found them interesting. I found Sarakastic’s Gilmore Girls Fanatic blog and was hooked–not just because I’m a TV addict, but also because I enjoyed her topics and tangents. She has quite the impressive list of credits, among them are Bling on a Shoestring Jewelry and Putting the Sara in Sarakastic. I check out her stuff periodically (but always on Wednesday to get her side of the story from Tuesday’s episode). When my coworker tasked me with finding jewelry for his girlfriend that looks similar to something he saw in the new James Bond movie, I immediately thought of Sarakastic. She likes bling, she likes to browse online (because shopping is a hazardous hobby), and offers up her services as a personal shopper for fee. So I dropped her a comment, not expecting much aside from a few links and helpful tips. I was pretty amazed when she wrote a whole post on Casino Royale Earrings.
My coworker was impressed by my internet connections, and I was just impressed that Sarakastic was just so…cool. Since I am not up to my full blogging strength, I thought if I can’t write on a regular basis, I should at least pimp someone who does!
Also, after everything was said and done with the great earring hunt of 2006, I thought of my friend Robyn over at Neckcessories. She makes all her jewelry in a wide variety of colors and styles–but everything is sparkly and affordable–which was key for my friend who is a broke college student. It turns out that pimping is really easy and it makes me all warm and fuzzy inside!
- 30 Going on 13:
Happy Birthday to Latte Lady! Another year down in the history books. Another year to embrace. I wish you the best of everything. May your coffee mug always be hot, may your fake engagement ring continue to ward off bozos at the gym, may your bank account increase and your worries cease. Rock on my sister-friend. In honor of you I will list my top five memories with you!
- Stapling, filing, alphabetizing are best enjoyed on a caffeine high and with snarky commentary.
- Pickles are for sharing, not off my plate, but as gag gifts!
- Long walks on the beach, candle lit dinners, sitting on the porch at sunset. Hmmm…this friendship sounds like a cheesy singles ad.
- “You’re fired.” “Frak!” “Your ass is ringing.” “It’s not so bad, being dead like me.” “I couldn’t help but wonder…” “Seven years ago I was recruited by a secret branch of the CIA…” “…she’s a marshmallow.” “Do you have any idea how frustrating it is being a lesbian ghost?” I’m sorry I have drawn you into my compulsive television watching world. It’s just so much fun to share my latest obsessions!
- Lady Latte, Laddy Late, or Latty Lade. Whatever way you spell it, you’ll always be Latte Lady to me. Thanks for being so encouraging. You were Girl Friday’s first office cohort and you’ve supported her through thick and thin. Thanks!