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I've signed up for events/offers/news listservs before. They sucked. I got tons of useless mail, and eventually dumped them all.
Andrea somehow does this much, much better than I do. Shocking, right?
Somehow this remarkable young woman manages to be in the middle of everything. Not only is she a Nielsen family, but there was this one awesome evening when we had $2 glasses of sangria at the Park East Grill, which, frankly, is not all that easy. And last night, my walking in-crowd of a friend broke into her kit of promotional materials and threw a party for the premiere of Gay, Straight, or Taken, Television for Women's foray into the world of vicious reality TV.
She had T-shirts, and paddles (so that we could wave them when we thought we knew a guy's status), and snacks. And although her being a Nielsen family might have had something to do with Lifetime's selection of her as the sort of person who should really throw a party to watch the premiere of their new show, somehow I suspect that she would have been on the list anyway. 'Cause she's just that cool.
And although we had previously commented on how bizarrely addictive Lifetime Original Movies are, we still got sucked into the one that began a minute after the dating show. And it was worth completely missing my bedtime to see Kaley Cuoco (who has apparently gotten younger since she played an obnoxious college student on Charmed) play an obnoxious high school student in a fat suit.
Of course, food and weight mean different things to all of us, and by that point in the evening, everyone was ready to be vicious and sarcastic. And nothing is calculated to produce more tension than four women of distinctly different builds, histories, and philosophies sitting around making fun of a movie about being nice to fat people. There will be surprises, is all I'm saying.
It gets especially thought-provoking when they are all sitting around in large or extra-large T-shirts, since that's the only kind the network sent out--apparently junior sizes are more cost-effective.
In other news, I have found a new and exciting way to take care of my health. Wary of rupturing another hip with yoga (stand and place your right foot in the socket of your left hip. Fold forward from the waist, keeping left leg straight, until your palms touch the ground. Shift weight forward, bending elbows, and carefully lift your left foot off the ground, resting each knee on each elbow. Then we can talk), I am taking a bit of a break and looking to care for myself nutritionally.
My solution?
Wheat grass.
I saw some in WholeFoods, and immediately fantasized about all the healthy shakes I could make. Then I envisioned a huge box of rotting wheat grass in my fridge, and walked away. Remembering that I have a blender and plenty of alcohol, I walked right back.
"When we live together, I'm in charge of the grocery shopping," Nick told me when he heard this reasoning.
Anyway. Now I'm sipping a wheat-grass-tangerine-juice-and-rum smoothie, which could use less ice and more tangerine, but really doesn't suck, especially once the rum kicks in. So the joke is on Nick.
I'm going to end up as a Lifetime Original Movie. I just know it.
Andrea somehow does this much, much better than I do. Shocking, right?
Somehow this remarkable young woman manages to be in the middle of everything. Not only is she a Nielsen family, but there was this one awesome evening when we had $2 glasses of sangria at the Park East Grill, which, frankly, is not all that easy. And last night, my walking in-crowd of a friend broke into her kit of promotional materials and threw a party for the premiere of Gay, Straight, or Taken, Television for Women's foray into the world of vicious reality TV.
She had T-shirts, and paddles (so that we could wave them when we thought we knew a guy's status), and snacks. And although her being a Nielsen family might have had something to do with Lifetime's selection of her as the sort of person who should really throw a party to watch the premiere of their new show, somehow I suspect that she would have been on the list anyway. 'Cause she's just that cool.
And although we had previously commented on how bizarrely addictive Lifetime Original Movies are, we still got sucked into the one that began a minute after the dating show. And it was worth completely missing my bedtime to see Kaley Cuoco (who has apparently gotten younger since she played an obnoxious college student on Charmed) play an obnoxious high school student in a fat suit.
Of course, food and weight mean different things to all of us, and by that point in the evening, everyone was ready to be vicious and sarcastic. And nothing is calculated to produce more tension than four women of distinctly different builds, histories, and philosophies sitting around making fun of a movie about being nice to fat people. There will be surprises, is all I'm saying.
It gets especially thought-provoking when they are all sitting around in large or extra-large T-shirts, since that's the only kind the network sent out--apparently junior sizes are more cost-effective.
In other news, I have found a new and exciting way to take care of my health. Wary of rupturing another hip with yoga (stand and place your right foot in the socket of your left hip. Fold forward from the waist, keeping left leg straight, until your palms touch the ground. Shift weight forward, bending elbows, and carefully lift your left foot off the ground, resting each knee on each elbow. Then we can talk), I am taking a bit of a break and looking to care for myself nutritionally.
My solution?
Wheat grass.
I saw some in WholeFoods, and immediately fantasized about all the healthy shakes I could make. Then I envisioned a huge box of rotting wheat grass in my fridge, and walked away. Remembering that I have a blender and plenty of alcohol, I walked right back.
"When we live together, I'm in charge of the grocery shopping," Nick told me when he heard this reasoning.
Anyway. Now I'm sipping a wheat-grass-tangerine-juice-and-rum smoothie, which could use less ice and more tangerine, but really doesn't suck, especially once the rum kicks in. So the joke is on Nick.
I'm going to end up as a Lifetime Original Movie. I just know it.
posted by Caroline | 1/10/2007 03:38:00 AM
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