December 2009
‘Baby-Sitters Club’ Returns With Prequel, Reissued... →
obsessedjeanne:
OMG YES!
shirtdress:
reblog for jeanne.
interweber:
Editors at Scholastic updated some of the references to technology and outdated fashions in the reissued books. So a “cassette player” has become “headphones” and a “perm” has become “an expensive hairstyle.”
I’ll buy it. And I’ll certainly buy these books. ESPECIALLY, because Ann M. Martin is in. MISS YOU BSC!
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#end "My mother bought one of those big jugs of...
Also, LA friends, you should be warned: My southern accent is back in full-effect.
I blame it on Erica’s relatives from deep south GA, who jump-started my vacation. I was around them for 2 minutes and suddenly everyone was getting called “sugar” and being told, “Bless your heart”.
Its an insane phenomenon. At times I fear I sound like a deranged Paula Deen.
Although this just needs to be said:
HOW LONG HAVE I BEEN IN ATLANTA? A month? A year? A lifetime?
I forgot about that feeling you have when you’re a little kid where time seems to just slow down into a crawl.
I just sent my rent check back towards LA… I’m assuming that my apartment is still there and full of stuff… but really, after 2+ weeks, who the hell knows?
Last year I was ready to pull my hair out during my family vacation to the (insanely remote) mountains of eastern Tennessee.
This year, I’m reluctant to leave our vacation in the (much less remote) mountains of north Georgia. Its really lovely up here, and I’m having a grand old time with my mom, sister, in-laws, niece, and nephews.
Unlike last year, this year we have full...
REAL olive oil, how I love thee
ecassini:
While enjoying another fantastic Italian dinner tonight I made a comment about my new husband’s abundant use of olive oil during our past week in Florence. He literally puts it on everything he eats. I can understand it, though. Living in the land of olive oil makes a big difference. I can totally see myself becoming one of those food snobs when I get back the the US…I’ll be saving...
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Joey Donner: That guy? I heard he ate a live duck once.
Michael: Everything but the beak and feet.
Holy freaking* crap*, I’ve been watching a lot of freaking* movies since I’ve been home.
(***actual adjectives redacted because I’m trying to refrain from saying bad words around the 8, 7, 2.5, and 1.5 year olds.
…and I’m failing miserably. The 2.5 year old’s new favorite word? DAMN.)
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Manual Can-Openers Discriminate Against...
I just needed to put that out there.
Shameless Pandering
I love you, Corey. You’re the best (free) therapist that I could ever dream of… Also, you’re in the top 5 of my “Favorite Former Romantic Entanglements” List. Also, the pizza we ate tonight was really delicious. Also, you cockblocked a douche for me… and I greatly appreciate it.
So does this outpouring of my devotion get me onto your “Favorite Blogs...
“When our relatives are at home, we have to think of all their good points or it...”
– George Bernard Shaw. (Somebody has a mild case of the Holiday Sadz)
Has anyone checked on Tara Reid today?
If I were her I’d be looking over my shoulder for a little while… I think the grim reaper might be hunting down B-list actresses from 90’s teen movies. Just sayin.
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Upside: I caught the bouquet and I wasn’t even really trying.
Downside: Some unknown bitch then spilled an entire glass of red wine over the front of my dress and I’m pretty sure it was no accident.
Lesson (re)learned: Girls are brutal.
Fully intended to take a picture of the Kogi goodness. But then the greedy little monster inside me screamed “TACOS!!!!!” and those suckers were gone in about 60 seconds flat.
Oh well.
The Kogi truck just materialized in front of our building, giving me a distraction in this last painfully-slow hour before my vacation begins.
This is a true Christmas miracle!
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I’m currently packing for:
a formal wedding weekend (rehearsal dinner/bridesmaids’ brunch/half of my wedding outfit - blessedly the actual bridesmaid’s dress is already there)
a week at the beach
a week at a freezing rural lake house
a smattering of days in Atlanta in between, where I will need both “social/dressy/going out” clothes and “constantly playing...
“Where do you think you’re going? Nobody’s leaving. Nobody’s...”
– Clark W. Griswold
Culver City is the one place in all of greater Los Angeles where I ever get lost.
That place is like the Bermuda Triangle.
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Just sayin…
Tell the people that matter to you that you care about them. Do it often. Do it without sarcasm or an agenda. Don’t do it because it’s Christmas, or because you need to hear them say it back to validate your self-worth.
Do it because its the right thing to do.
Life’s too short to play games.
