![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
Oh, Tim Burton, how I love thee!
Jul. 16th, 2005 01:24 amCharlie and the Chocolate Factory was everything I wanted it to be.
Jul. 16th, 2005
Harry Potter
Jul. 16th, 2005 10:12 pmI pre-ordered Harry Potter 6 for Jen (and me) through Target but we won't be able to pick it up until tomorrow. And then Jen gets to read it first. And then me.
SO DON'T SPOIL ANYTHING, OKAY? Spoilers make the baby Jesus cry.
Thanks!
The Management
Slytherins are too ELITE for spoilers.
SO DON'T SPOIL ANYTHING, OKAY? Spoilers make the baby Jesus cry.
Thanks!
The Management
Slytherins are too ELITE for spoilers.
Bridal shower, chance of asshats
Jul. 16th, 2005 10:47 pmToday I attended the bridal shower of a girl whom I've known since I was 5 years old. Natalie entered my school in Grade 1 and we rose through the ranks together until high school graduation, when she left for music recording school in Florida that she learned about in the college issue of Rolling Stone magazine after spending several years trying to get everyone to smoke, swear, and sleep with men old enough to be our parents. (No joke.) Now she's a W-lovin', Reppie-card carryin', missile company workin' soon-to-be-married lady. Welcome to Bizarro World, Population: Me.
I get kind of antsy about any sort of event that involves anyone I knew back in the day because I dread the endless stream of being introduced to strangers as "Judie." (I can tolerate people I see once in a million years doing it but don't really need a whole new crop of people doing it. That's like being introduced as "Frank.") However, that didn't really happen much today - it was a small crowd and I knew most of the people aside from some family members. (There were only 4 non-family members there, only one I did not know.)
At some point the fiance of the girl I didn't know arrived to pick her up, and I knew him because he went to high school with me, too, though we never talked. So we sat down and commenced with the chit chat, wherein he asked what I was up to (married, social worker, live in Boston). He started making with the chit chat with Natalie about her recent move to Colorado, and I made some comment about how she must be happy 'cause there are a lot of conservatives there. (Natalie and I have an agreement that we will only joketalk politics because otherwise we will never speak again.) And then Tom says, "You're conservative?" and I gasp and say, "No, NO, I'm a social worker, sheesh!" thinking he's on my team and then he makes some comment about how he'll spend his time talking to Natalie then, while I'm up in the "bastion of liberalness called Massachusetts."
And I smile, and sip my water, and say, "Well, since it's the only place we're married I'd say we should stick around awhile. It must be lovely to have the blessing of being married anywhere you want to go." And then I was officially the CONVERSATION KILLER.
My little blast of righteous indignation was not nearly as fun as being able to correct Casey when she said something about 'my girlfriend' and I got to say, "Wife, actually. We got legally married a couple of months ago."
*insert big effing cheesy ass grin here*
We're old married ladies and I love it, love it, love it.
I get kind of antsy about any sort of event that involves anyone I knew back in the day because I dread the endless stream of being introduced to strangers as "Judie." (I can tolerate people I see once in a million years doing it but don't really need a whole new crop of people doing it. That's like being introduced as "Frank.") However, that didn't really happen much today - it was a small crowd and I knew most of the people aside from some family members. (There were only 4 non-family members there, only one I did not know.)
At some point the fiance of the girl I didn't know arrived to pick her up, and I knew him because he went to high school with me, too, though we never talked. So we sat down and commenced with the chit chat, wherein he asked what I was up to (married, social worker, live in Boston). He started making with the chit chat with Natalie about her recent move to Colorado, and I made some comment about how she must be happy 'cause there are a lot of conservatives there. (Natalie and I have an agreement that we will only joketalk politics because otherwise we will never speak again.) And then Tom says, "You're conservative?" and I gasp and say, "No, NO, I'm a social worker, sheesh!" thinking he's on my team and then he makes some comment about how he'll spend his time talking to Natalie then, while I'm up in the "bastion of liberalness called Massachusetts."
And I smile, and sip my water, and say, "Well, since it's the only place we're married I'd say we should stick around awhile. It must be lovely to have the blessing of being married anywhere you want to go." And then I was officially the CONVERSATION KILLER.
My little blast of righteous indignation was not nearly as fun as being able to correct Casey when she said something about 'my girlfriend' and I got to say, "Wife, actually. We got legally married a couple of months ago."
*insert big effing cheesy ass grin here*
We're old married ladies and I love it, love it, love it.
