last week my best friend’s fiance left for his bachelor party.
their dog would NOT stop crying about it. seriously…nonstop howling.
so, i did what any fabulous aunt would do. i grabbed his face, looked him deep in the eyes and said ‘he’s gone. he isn’t coming back. get over it.’
and then my best friend laughed and said, ‘that’s what he’s saying to you’
touche. (and probably the funniest thing i’ve heard in a long time! ex oh, dee dee)
happy birthday to my bestest audie,
at your bachelorette this weekend you sure were naughty.
it’s your day so don’t be blue,
in a couple months, i’ll be 30 too.
the more candles, the bigger the wish,
wasn’t that gustavo just a dish?!
i hope the most you wish for, is the least you get.
in your shoes, i’d be wishing for a pink barbie corvette.
why barbie? why pink?
seriously audie – less questions! i’m not a shrink.
i tease you cuz i love you, no other reason,
those hollywood men were quite good at the teasin.
my poem ends here because it sucks,
honestly though, i don’t give a…
SDinSF <— click to watch
i turned 29 and my favorite people were there to celebrate with me. and then make a movie of it. (thanks audie!)
i have a shopping problem. there i said it. i admit it. i own it (or want to – if i can wear it!). it’s no secret that the shopaholic books are my absolute favorite (before they ruined them by making that atrocious movie!). sadly, i find them completely relatable, hilarious, and oh-so-very-true! (sophie kinsella ~ call me! let’s be bff.) anyway, i digress…
now i have an even bigger problem (no, it isn’t my lack of employment. or funds). one of my favorite (and ridiculously overpriced) stores recently made an error (in my favor ~ i know, i thought that was a myth that only happened in ‘chance’ cards in monopoly) and i now own a pair of $100 pants that i didn’t pay for. i can’t bring myself to wear the pants…and i haven’t yet taken them back (i know i should…right?!) so, what do i do?
i mean, i spend lots and lots of money at this store and they do have an outrageous mark up on their items…
but, i can’t reconcile that justification with the fact that i know the right thing to do would be to take them back…
oooor do i just pay it forward and give the pants to a friend??
help,
a confused shopaholic.
just wanted to wish an official CONGRATULATIONS to one of my favorite pals, leslie.
she’s the 2010 bone rock girl. for those of you who don’t know what that means, join the club!
apparently, she’s a pretty big deal. all i know is: she’s pretty, a great friend, a pain in the ass, and TONS OF FUN!
love you, leslie!
p.s. don’t call her lezzzlie. it’s lesssslie, with an S.
p.p.s. don’t take her shopping on melrose with you. you’ll both spend $80 on a lara croft style belt that you’ll never ever wear.
sdinsd 