Mish-Mash

Hello all. I hope you had a nice weekend. Mine was very nice. I am especially loving the warmer weather that we've had today and yesterday. I was getting pretty sick of the cold snap that we had last week. I've got a few things going on so I guess this blog will just be a mish-mash of everything that's been happening.

Speaking of the cold snap we had last week. I know all you northerners are going to say, "get over yourself", but it was freaking cold here. It got into the very low 30's here a couple of nights last week. We got a terrible frost that destroyed all the beautiful inpatients that Joe and I planted a couple months ago. We did our best to protect them with sheets but it was no use. Pretty much everything in the whole city is dead. I read somewhere that if you cut the inpatients back and water them well that they may recover. So that's what I did today. My front yard looks like a war zone with my flowers all hacked up but hopefully they'll start to come back soon.

In other news, I finished the first book in my book club reading. We read, Fashionistas, by Lynn Messina. I really didn't like it. It certainly did not compare to my current favorite books, the Confessions of a Shopaholic series. It was actually like a very bad ripoff of The Devil Wears Prada. Since finishing my "required" book club reading I was able to read Shopaholic and Sister and have started Shopaholic and Baby. My book club partner and I went to the buy/sell/trade book store in town and I was able to trade in some of the old books I've already read for credit and we each got two new books to read next. Our next reading choices are Tangled Up In You or Apocalipstick. I'll keep you posted on what we read next.

I'm still waiting for my period... I'm actually on some medication to bring it on. I'm hoping sometime towards the weekend it'll show and I'll be able to FINALLY make the appointment for my IVF kickoff. I know, I know, you're all dying to hear more about my period.

So, taking a break from "Period Watch '09" I'd like to discuss the topic of Girls Behaving Badly. Now, the story I will be referring to did not happen to me. I'm passing it on as a PSA to all the ladies out there (and the ones that should act more like ladies) so that maybe we can finally all just get along. I recently was told a story about a bachellorette party gone awry and I think that it happened because some of the girls at the party don't know yet how to behave in the post-high-school-modern-world.

Now, let's start by discussing wardrobe selection. God, I feel like Miss Manners. Unless one is in the bedroom or on a stripper pole, it is never appropriate to wear a dress so short that passersby can actually see your vagina. No one needs to know you that well. Also, it is never classy to pair said dress with clear plastic shoes. Actually, it's not ok to pair ANY dress with clear plastic shoes. Gross. Also, reprimanding a girlfriend for wearing a sweater to your bachellorette party is not polite. It's cold outside and some women don't enjoy icicles on their labia.

Moving on. When participating in a bachellorette celebration, it is usually customary for the women involved to chip in to pay for dinner/drinks/taxis/hotel rooms so that the bride-to-be doesn't have to pay. Usually the terms of these agreements are hammered out ahead of time. Once agreed, you should never back out of those agreements. It is hurtful and costly to those who do follow through with their promises. It should also be noted that if you don't pay up, you will not be enjoying the comfort of a hotel room bed. You may end up sleeping on the floor of someone else's hotel room. And I don't think that dress you're wearing is going to make a very good blanket. Oh, and ordering room service to someone else's room because you're mad at them is not only wasteful but, surely, annoying to hotel staff.

Finally, I've come to the cardinal rule of going out with your girlfriends. Leave no girlfriend behind! It is beyond rude and incredibly dangerous to leave a girlfriend at a bar while you go off ho-ing somewhere else. Responsible bar hopping involves sticking together to make sure no one gets molested/drugged/or has lipstick on their teeth. That's what we're supposed to do, look out for each other! So, in closing I'd just like to say, grow up and stop acting like a spoiled, little fucking brat. You're not in high school anymore, you're a grown woman about to get married. And please, please, please give up the vagina dress and plastic shoes. If not for your husband then for all woman-kind!

Thank you, end of PSA.