Thursday Things
I’m exhausted. This week has been super busy and I haven’t had time to breath or go to Target. Both of which are equally important of course. Fortunately, I have nothing aside from a date with the washing machines and my Tivo planned for tonight. Possibly a visit from the local sushi guy as well. Oh yeah, did I mention I gained back most of the post-tonsillectomy weight I lost while I lived off of Slurpees? Time to start counting points again. Ugh.
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Monday night I saw Comme T’y Es Belle (Gorgeous) at the Jewish Film Festival. None of my friends could go, so I ended up going by myself. I used to have a huge complex about going to movies alone, now I don’t mind it at all. Anyway, the movie was really funny (it’s being touted as the Jewish, French version of Sex and the City) and should the festival come to your city, I highly recommend it.
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I ordered these super cute reusable grocery bags. I know they’re pricey for bags, but I had a discount and I’m splitting them with a friend. And maybe their cuteness will make me remember to actually take them to the market with me so I don’t have to waste plastic ones every time I go.
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Maria (a Grammy nominated graphic artist, creator of my awesome header image, and giver of beautiful personalized note cards), has started her own letterpress business. Order from her, she is awesome.
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The Jdate with the Computer Guy will be rescheduled because I messed up and double booked my Wednesday night. I’m not sure when we’re getting together, as we’ve been playing email and phone tag.
In more Jdate news, I spoke on the phone to a really cool guy who stumbled onto my blog following our phone conversation in which I shared my lovely story of how Kirk Gibson broke my heart. We had the phone conversation Tuesday night, and Wednesday morning I noticed a search for “kirk gibson is a jerk” with a bunch of hits. So, being the nosy person I am, I did a trace route (yes, I’m aware I’m a nerd) and discovered the IP address was coming from the same area in which the new Jdate Guy lived. He knows I know he read it and he’s cool if I mention him, and it’s all good, albeit a little weird. But, it was bound to happen eventually, it just took three and a half years to do so. So, hi Kirk Gibson Guy, looking forward to meeting you on Monday!
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In TV news, I’m addicted to Run’s House now. Why? I have no idea. I blame Tivo. But I know my sister watches it too. So who does everyone think will win The Amazing Race? And Meg, I’ve been watching you on Workout and you look great!
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Yesterday was the awards reception menu tasting at the Beverly Hills Hotel. We tasted two soups, three main dishes, and three (!) desserts. I want to kidnap the pastry chef and make him mine! The hotel is gorgeous, everyone there is so nice, and we walked past Kathy Griffin having lunch. I also learned that one of the other two women being honored is the wife of the mayor of Beverly Hills. Talk about being in good company! I am so looking forward to the luncheon, even if I do have to speak in front of 300 people. At least this gives me an excuse to buy a new suit.
In more Big Sister news, Tuesday night was a dinner for Bigs at Buddha’s Belly (owned by a Big!). While I was there, I chatted briefly with a Big Sister who recently quit her day job and rented a commercial kitchen downtown. Now the exciting part–she cooks but does not bake. We traded info and I’m hoping to meet her for drinks or something to discuss potentially working together in the future. How cool is that?
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In other news, I thought that after getting dissed by a postal worker mid-transaction last weekend, I’d be cool with the post office for a while. No such luck. The mailman (postal carrier?) for my apartment building has apparently decided that he/she no longer needs to sort fliers, catalogs, and Bed Bath and Beyond coupons (!!!) and instead, dumps them in a post office box thingy in front of the mailboxes in the lobby. Now I know why I haven’t been getting my BBB coupons lately.
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And now, for something new. I think every Thursday I’ll ask you guys a random question. This week’s question is: What is your least favorite word and why? I hate the word panties. I hate how it sounds and I don’t know anyone who uses it aside from Victoria’s Secret (and men who learned it from Victoria’s Secret).
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Finally, I’m so glad to see my commenters back. I thought you all had ditched me or something. I missed you.