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gooood morning
Today I feel like: Kelly Ripa, because I’m up early and ready to go, so energetic they should give me a talk show.
I actually really like Kelly Ripa. I find her highly entertaining. Anyway, my new thing is getting up early, to go to the gym and to get things done. Like I’ve already done laundry today. It’s wonderful. What’s not so wonderful? The alarm going off at 7… Okay, so now some of you might say, 7am, that’s not really even early. I know this. But when you go to work most days at 1pm, getting up at 7am sounds ridiculous. And I still have the occasional shift that starts at 6am, so I know that 7am isn’t REALLY early. But I’m gonna commit to it EVERY DAY. That makes it seem early to me.
Other than getting up early, my biggest priority is NOT SPENDING MONEY. I know, we all go through this. But I’ve never felt like things were so tight before. I just need to NOT BUY THINGS. We’ll see which of these seemingly impossible things works out better. Keep you posted.
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Tags: budgeting, gym, Kelly Ripa, laundry, Regis, waking up early
Today I feel like: Mary Stuart Masterson in “Bed of Roses”, a classic movie in my mind that i recently learned no one has seen. However it is a pretty awesome romance with Christian Slater and I highly suggest it, if only to watch how charmingly creepy good ol’ Christian is.
And I’m sorry I haven’t been posting. If you watch the movie, you might understand.
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My Best Friend’s Wedding
Today I feel like: Julia Roberts, because I’m gonna be a bridesmaid and I keep talking about my best friend’s wedding. It’s so freakin cool.
In the meantime, I’m basically freaking out. Which is great. And terrible. I can’t wait to be in a wedding. It makes me feel older in a good way. I mean, being in weddings is one of those things you dream about when you are little because its the cool part of growing up. It’s so cool.
However, it does make me think about my own wedding. And that gets me nowhere good because I’m freaking out enough as it is. oh gosh. oh josh is more like it.
It sounds crazy but so far my main problem is we have no problems. It shouldn’t be this easy and good. should it?
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Tags: bridesmaid, freaking out, julia roberts, my best friend's wedding, weddings
Diving in
Today, after a slight vacation away, I feel like: Norah Jones.
I want to sing out to the world in cool whispers. I want to set the mood so clearly. And I can’t even explain how I feel.
From my all time favorite Norah song
“When you’re in my arms and I feel you so close to me
All my wildest dreams came true
I need no soft lights to enchant me if you would only grant me
The right to hold you ever so tight
And to feel in the night the nearness of you”
I’ve come to a place where things are changing fast. The weekend showed me young people in love and moving forward and building a real life. My best friend got engaged to a wonderful guy and I have no doubt that they will always be happy with each other.
And now my own life has been moving at record pace and my fear is not holding me back. I’m going for it. I will live and learn and it’ll either be one of the most wonderful things to every come to me, or the biggest mistake of my life.
I have an amazing man. Need I say more?
“It’s not the pale moon that excites me…”
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Tags: amazing men, Engagements, Nearness of You, Norah Jones
Redheads have more fun..
Today I feel like: Debra Messing, because my hair is large and reddish. Although not quite as red as hers. Mine is red brown, but still really fabulous and always really large.
What a great labor day.
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Continuing my spoilage…
Apparently, I am the type of girl who you shower with gifts. I used to think it was the people I went out with, or hung around. They were just givers of a certain sort. But recently I have been around the most different people in the world, and still, gifts, the above flowers… (sorry about the terrible quality picture but look! my camera is actually working again!)
So I realized that all my favorite jewelry was given to me, my vases were gifts that included flowers, even after a date or two. Or even my friends. Today I bought books with a gift card that was given to me “just because”, I ate a lunch that just showed up for me… It’s me. Something about me screams, shower me with gifts! You would think this was a wonderful thing, but I’m not entirely sure that’s the case…
I also happen to be the person you tell that you are doting on, even if you are not in a position in which you should be doting on them. This, is a double edged sword, because trust me, it is absolutely no fun to be the single girl surrounded by not single friends who say so sweet things that they probably shouldn’t be saying but are just innocent enough to keep them out of real trouble. Sometimes this stings… HOWEVER.
Yesterday, one said fellow, told me about how he drove by East Beach Road (which always reminds him of me) and then a song came on which also always reminds him of me, and it was this wonderful strange coincidental moment. The song is Jackson Browne’s “Somebody’s Baby” (but don’t tell his wife). In his case though, this was one of those wonderful things. Today, walking home from work, I had the song entirely stuck in my head, and all i could do is smile, even though its entirely untrue about me.
she’s gotta be somebody’s baby
she must be somebody’s baby
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Chatty McChattersons
Today I feel like: Lauren Graham’s most wonderful character: Lorelai Gilmore, because I am starting to realize my ability to just talk and talk and talk just because I want to.
I also pep talked myself a lot like she does. Telling Peter, my wonderful almost 50 year old gay manager, that i was gonna find myself a great rich guy because I was such a catch and I got enough looks and personality for two! And while on my date I forced myself to talk amusingly whenever it felt like it might be awkward. And i am amazing. At least at talking.
Amusing snippet of my date that was not forced by me:
Walking down the street, me noticing that Josh is blushing a I’m sensing he’s a bit dorkier than I remembered.
Me: “So what do you do for work actually?”
Him: “Well, it’s kind of embarassing….”
My inner dialogue: Uh oh he’s gotta be a supergeek who runs a super computer for some huge new york communications company or something
Him: “I’m a fashion designer…”
HA! Goodnight ladies and gentlemen. I ate far too much cake today.
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Small small world
No picture today. Just a quick note saying that life is weird and the world is tiny.
After all my drugged stupid daydreaming of Michael Phelps, he will be hosting SNL soon which means my friend Jess will actually see him everyday for a week and be able to tell me hands on what he’s like. And actually, if she decides to do me a major favor, I may even get to meet him, or go out and see him and party with them all.
Just when you think you’re safe because there are still things worlds away to dream about. It’s almost depressing, because he’ll become an actual person to me.
Meanwhile, tomorrow I have a date. It’s gonna be terrible.
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show me the lace
So, I was watching something involving wedding dress shopping and it got me thinking, and then browsing… yes, that’s right I’m in the catergory of one of those girls who, every once in a while, likes to just go take a look at what’s out there in the wedding dress world. Of all my browsing, this was my favorite:
Not the perfect dress for me, but it got me to admit to myself that, after everything that i’d like to pretend, I am, in all actuality, a lace girl. That’s right. Bring on the lace. I’d like to say that all I want is a little embroidary, but it’s simply not true. Nothing less than lace will make me happy. Oh, and I need a traditional bell out skirt. I don’t think that’s the proper term, but none of those slim dresses will suffice. Not for this girl. Call me old fashioned.
I want to be a princess almost, except instead of jewels i want lace. And the saddest thing of it all is that my skin will mostly likely match the dress just like the girl in the photo. As everyone who thinks i was on vacation for the past two and a half weeks likes to point out that my skin has still never looked whiter. ”At least your healthy” they say. HA! If only they knew…
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Oh goshity gosh
Today I feel like: Lindsay Lohan… because I really really want to take some percocet.
That’s right. It’s gonna be a percocet free day for me. With the end of the olympics comes the end of my personal drug trip. Now, to be fair, for the last week I’ve only been taking them at night when my pain from the day comes back, and since the pain is now bearable and I hope I can sleep without the pills, I’m gonna not take any. I only have two pills left anyway so I can’t really OD.
And I suppose this photo/comparison isn’t really fair. I have never heard of Lindsay Lohan taking percocet. I just thought “pills” and first I thought: Britney Spears. But then I thought, no wait… she’s just crazy, not really drugged up. So then I thought “drugged up: Lindsay Lohan.” Although percocet is more of a housewifey drug. So perhaps it should be:
someone like Teri’s character on Desperate Housewives.
Or maybe I’ll end up like:
Good ol’ Judy. Could be worse things I suppose.
(i won’t take the pill, i won’t take the pill, I won’t take the pill)
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