Pop quiz

So, in the interest of seeing whether my 1 reader is as faithful as she claims, I’m posting this entry:

Melis, the night that we hung out at your place with Meg and Mat…I ended up trying on and wearing a pair of your earrings.  And so of course I walked right out of the house with them and have been keeping them safe ever since (in fact I wore them on Friday – I think they are the sole reason for my excellent 2 year review).  I’ll bring them to OAR on Saturday…evidently Joe isn’t the only drunken clepto in the family.

Another one bites the dust…

All right.  I’ll admit it – I am that person who has the champagne dreams and the Bud Light budget.  I’m the person who wants the cool new thing before it’s out and damn the price.  So to keep myself on a tight rein is difficult under the most normal of circumstances.  Now, with that in mind, imagine a room full of people my age (and in many cases much younger than me) tapping away on shiny new MacBooks, scrolling glibly through screens on their iPhones…everywhere I turned I caught glimpses of glowing white or shiny black, smooth keyboards and dazzlingly clear displays…it would have been less torment for a blackjack-addicted alcoholic with a fetish for flashing lights to be set loose in Vegas.  Seriously. 

But I’m back now and away from all that temptation…or am I?  In my free moments as I recover from my jet lag (ie – when I’m dozing off at innapropriate moments or staring off into the distance in a mental funk), my mind tends to return to those sexy, sleek little beauties peppering the main ballroom of the conference.  Between the unflappable nature of the Mac (despite Carrie’s little issue, in S4/E56 they are rumored to never ever crash…as one who has seen far more than her PC-equivilant blue screen of death, I can appreciate that a LOT) and the gorgeously designed OS, I can’t help but wonder if now might be the time for this PC girl to make the switch.

Stay tuned…I am trying to rein it in, but as you all know, I am no good at controlling my impulses.

Negative ImPact

When I was 17, my mom shipped me off to Minnesota to visit my best friend/ help her celebrate her high school graduation.  It was basically the first time I’d been away from home, on my own and I was a little drunk with my own independence.  Her parting words to me, as she forked over the traveller’s cheques, were “don’t come back with anything pierced”.  I wasn’t a particularly rebellious child, but the fact that I’d been contemplating a belly button piercing before she even uttered those fateful words made it an edict impossible not to ignore.  She didn’t find out about it for about a month, by which time there wasn’t much to say on the subject…and that incident essentially began and ended my teen angst phase.

OMG

A camera crew from Good Morning America is setting up in my boss’ office about 5 feet away from me.  To be this metaphorically close to Diane Sawyer is nearly giving me heart palpitations.

It was a hockey night in Pittsburgh…

“With ‘The Joe’ decked out in red and ready to rock, the Penguins drained the juice out of the building in the first.”

Losing never feels good, but if we had to go down, I am thrilled that it was in this way and to this team.  Congrats on a fantastic season guys!

Top 10 Things…

…I learned at Wine Fest 2008:

10.  during a downpour, an open bottle of wine is often more useful than a case of umbrellas;

9.  the inventor of aerosal antibacterial and the Tide stick is my hero;

8.  when considering what to wear, think of the probability of the following: rain/ mud/ red wine and dress accordingly.  As a rule of thumb: Lightness in clothing color should be in inverse proportion to amount of stainable materials;

7.  I am far less hilarious than I think I am;

6.  in addition to making the most putrid smelling beverages, Red Bull also makes extraordinarily low quality tents;

5.  digital cameras are a vital tool in the post-drinking reconstruction of events;

4.  spaghetti straps aren’t meant to take that much abuse;

3.  my boyfriend is a cleptomaniac alcoholic*;

2.  sometimes the bus driver cliche isn’t just a cliche…it’s a hilarious fact of life;

1.  my friends and I can have fun almost anywhere under almost any conditions.

 * in truth, I knew this before Wine Fest 08.