#tb: girls just wanna…

The following was written in 2010; nothing has been changed. Like what you’ve read? Enjoy my #tb (throwback) blog series as I count down the days until my second book, How to Make Lemonade, is released on December 2nd!


Thursday, May 6, 2010

I want nothing more than to crawl in my bed right now and sleep a sleep that only one full of red wine can sleep. But no, that’s how dedicated I am to this project…or I’ve just completely lost it. You decide.

I just got home from the oh-so-fabu ladies’ night at the Melting Pot with my friend Nicole (ZLAM), ha! Anyway, while eating and attempting to flirt with our Canadian waiter, we managed to complete today’s task—plan an all girl party.

Not that I want to expose the personal lives of those around me…but I have a girlfriend who was supposed to be getting married in June. She isn’t, and I definitely want to show her a girl-power-good time on that weekend.

So, my friend, I’ll call you “smachel,” what do you say me, you, Nicole, and Shannon, head up to the Hard Rock hotel in Biloxi and hit up the Detox pool party come wedding day?

Awesome. Because we’re doing it. Pack your bags, bitch.

The Frisky wanted me to host a gal party at my “bachelorette pad,” make drinks, serve food, make an all women playlist, etc. But why would I do that when there’s fun in the sun, involving a spa and a swim up bar?

Ok, I’ll compromise. I’ll make us an all-chick CD for the ride there.


Friday, May 7, 2010

Today I was to sign up for a class. Any class. The goal here is simply to try something fun or different, and meet new people. Well, as many of you know, I like taking wine classes—many many wine classes.

So did I sign up for a yoga class? Guitar lessons?

In fact, I signed up for…a wine class.

I’ve taken three already, which means I’ve taken all of them, but there’s nothing wrong with a redo, right? Each time I’ve taken a class, I’ve learned alot, and met many great people—men and women.

The class takes place at a local restaurant. Each class is about eight different wines, and some of the classes are catered. It really is a great time.

My first class is less than a month away, I hope I meet some great people and taste some delicious vino!


Saturday, May 8, 2010

Today, The Frisky said I should fix something. It doesn’t have to be anything major, just something I’ve been meaning to fix for awhile and haven’t. This is supposed to be a chance for me to prove to myself that I don’t need a man in my life to get things done.

I’ve never really felt that way anyhow, I hate asking for help, so when something needs to be done, I find a way to get it there. However, I always wish there was a guy in the house when I have a bug problem (read: lizard).

So I knew immediately what I was going to fix—my DVD player that’s been moody for the last three months. Now, am I an electrician? No. So my solution to fixing it was certainly going to be…buying a new one.

Call me a cheater.

Alright, so I bought myself a cute little Philips DVD player, took it home, and got it hooked up rather quickly. I was super pumped thinking of all the movies and shows I could watch again, thanks to my new purchase. Call me Ms. Fix-it.

Well…I’ve learned the hard way that things don’t always come easy. So I put in a DVD to test the waters…and the disc falls into the actual player…as in, not in the tray where it’s supposed to go.

So there—I actually had to get out my screwdriver and take the lid off my brand new DVD player to fish out the disc. I think I completed my task with flying colors.

To celebrate, I watched one of my favorite movies during a breakup: enter Swingers.

I’m so money, baby.

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