Archive for October, 2009

Oct
8
2009

Quinceañera mas diez

by Andrea

elephantI think at some point you’re supposed to accept your birthday as just another day and be gracious about it or something. I’m not there yet. I spent yesterday telling anybody who would listen You know it’s my birthday tomorrow? It’s my 25th birthday tomorrow. Just putting that out there. Just thought you might like to know.

Is it bad that I want to take cupcakes to work for my own birthday? Like it’s second grade? It’s my birthday so I brought you cupcakes. Feel free to reciprocate on your own birthday.

Usually I feel depressed on my birthday because I’m like, another year’s gone by and I’m not a thin, glamorous telenovela star/volcanologist/rodeo cowgirl! (I know volcanologists are not known for their glamour, but believe me, I’d revolutionize the field in that respect.) But ripping myself apart for what I’m not is counter-productive so this birthday we’re celebrating the fact that in my 25 years of life, I’ve never been arrested or knocked up. Yeah! So far, so good!

Incidentally, it’s also my baby sister’s sweet sixteenth birthday. I’m a little upset, because last time I checked, she was this big:

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And now apparently she’s sixteen.

Here is a photo from when we turned 17 and 8:

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We have the same smile.

Here’s last year:

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I just remembered. I still need to get her a present.

Happy birthday to me and Lara!

 

Oct
6
2009

Halloween is coming

by Andrea

And I need a costume. Apparently Halloween at my workplace is A Big Deal. As in, I got asked about my costume in August. Last year I wore a pair of cat ears. That’s it. Well, I mean, in addition to jeans and a t-shirt. I’m a Halloween cop-out.

My ideas so far:

Alice in Wonderland

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Ehhhh… then again, a pinafore is not my best look.

Holly Golightly

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But I work in a pharmacy, so we hear Golightly but think Go-Lytely and that’s not what I want to evoke.

Scarlett O’Hara

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And if you think I wouldn’t use it as an excuse to adopt a fake Southern accent and say things like “I’ve got the vapors!” all day, then I guess you don’t know me very well, do you?

The Green Fairy

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Let’s get this Halloween party started! Oh wait. Not appropriate for work. Or anywhere, ever.

Lady Gaga

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Mmmk, so I know the dress code says I can’t wear jeans, but can I just forego pants altogether? No? Not ok?

Chuck from Pushing Daisies

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I’d have to spend all day explaining it. Chuck. Yeah, a girl named Chuck. From a television show cancelled too soon. And then I’d start sobbing and have to run to the ladies’ room. At least I’d have pie to comfort me.

Most of my ideas would be things I’d have to explain all day. I’m Harriet the Spy/Theda Bara/Joan from Mad Men, you philistine! So yeah, any suggestions for costumes that are easily recognizable but not slutty would be much appreciated.

Oct
5
2009

Glee

by Andrea

Once upon a time, I was in high school.

Circa 2000

Circa 2000

My apologies to my mother, who told me specifically not to put this photo on my blog.

I was lucky. I had fun in high school. I didn’t get teased, and nobody made fun of me (to my face). It was a flurry of plays, projects, dances, clubs, the odd bit of homework, and of course, swing choir.

Ah, swing choir. I clawed my way to the top to get to you. I earned that fugly gold-sequined chiffon dress! (Aren’t you sad that no photographic evidence is offered at this time?) Our rendition of Workin’ on a Groovy Thing could tame a wild polecat. And let’s just say that when we performed Carry On My Wayward Son at the Spring 2001 Concert it pretty much blew everybody’s mind.

And that’s why I luuuurrrrve Glee. (Rachel? That’s me in high school, minus the talent.) It’s everything I loved about high school, but with more musical numbers, drama, and Jane Lynch. I love the way it plays like a deranged after-school special. And they did Salt ‘n’ Pepa, ok? They did Salt ‘n’ Pepa, and I died and went to heaven, and St. Peter convinced me to come back to earth when he told me that KRISTIN FREAKING CHENOWETH would be on later in the season.

So incredibly inappropriate. I love it.

Oct
2
2009

Woe is me

by Andrea

I’m sick. Again. Waaaaaaah. I GOT MY FLU SHOT IN AUGUST. It’s not fair.

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So yeah. I tested positive for the flu. What kind of flu? I don’t know. I like to keep some mystery in my life. Also, do I really need to pay extra money to find out which flu I have? They all make you feel crappy.

I’m actually kind of relieved to find out it’s the flu, because this particular go-around, I had all the symptoms of flu, minus coughing and runny nose. And flu symptoms minus respiratory symptoms equals oh sweet mother of pearl, what is going on with me? The flu, apparently, which is better than fibromyalgia and lupus and meningitis and crazy-in-the-head and the other myriad horrid illnesses that popped up on the WebMD symptom checker.

So yeah, I am feeling sorry for myself, and if you want to avoid the same plight, you should watch this video. I think it’s pretty adorable.